Big Bill Blues 1932 lyrics

Lord my hair`s a-rising, my flesh begins to crawl
Aw my hair`s a-rising, my flesh begin to crawl
I had a dream last night baby, another mule in my doggone stall

Now there`s some people said the Big Bill blues ain`t bad
Now some people said the Big Bill blues ain`t bad
Lord it must not have been them Big Bill blues they had

Lord I wonder what`s the matter, papa Bill can`t get no mail
Lord wonder what`s the matter now, papa Bill can`t get no mail
Lord the post office must be on fire, the mailman must undoubtedly be in jail

I can`t be a wagon, since you ain`t gonna be a mule
Mmmm can`t be a wagon mama, since you ain`t gonna be a mule
I ain`t gonna fix up your black tradition, I ain`t gonna be your doggone fool