LOW RIDER BLUES

You call me low rider; I’m heading back to Tennessee
Call me low rider; I’m going back to Tennessee
That don’t give you no reason to mistreat poor me

You want to quit your daddy, shed you lock and key
Quit your daddy, shed you lock and key
It don’t make no difference,now
Babe it’s all the same to me

I got women down in Georgia, on down to Tennessee
Women down in Georgia, on down to Tennessee
Ain’t gonna’ let no white women be the death of me


Your good corn liquor about to drive your daddy to ruin
Good corn liquor about to drive your daddy to ruin
But there’s just one lesson that I’d like you to learn

I can see your doctor, baby, pay all your doctor bills
See your doctor, pay all your doctor bills
But if this liquor don’t kill you, I don’t know what will

You call me low rider; I’m going back to Tennessee
Call me low rider; I’m going back to Tennessee
That don’t give you no reason to mistreat poor me
That don’t give you no reason to mistreat poor me