Rising Sons - Statesboro Blues текст песни

(Here we go, Statesboro Blues, take one:)
One, two, three, four!
Wake up, mama, turn your lamp down low
Wake up, mama, now, turn your lamp down low
Have you got the nerve to hide (drive) Willie McTell from your door?
You know I woke up in the mornin', now, I had them Statesboro Blues
I woke up this morning now, I had them Statesboro Blues
I looked over in the corner, grandma and grandpa had 'em too
Mama got 'em, papa got 'em, sister got 'em, everybody got 'em
I'm goin' to the country, mama do you wanna go?
If I can't take you, I believe I'll take three or four more
Mama died and left me reckless, papa died and left me wild, wild, wild
Mama died and left me reckless, papa died and left me wild
Ya know I ain't good lookin', but I'll stumble on a sweet angel-child
(Alt. lyric : "I'm gonna find me a sweet angel-child")
Mama got 'em, (doncha know?), papa got 'em, sister got 'em, everybody got 'em
I'm goin' to the country, mama do you wanna go ?
If I can't take you, I believe I'll take three or four more
Wake up, mama, turn your lamp down low
Wake up, mama, now, turn your lamp down low
Have you got the nerve to hide (drive) Willie McTell from your door ?