I say, you used to be sweet mama, but I ain't gonna call you sweet no more Say, you used to be sweet mama, and I can't call you sweet no more And ev'y time I come to your house, it's a man standing in your door I says, I'm goin' up the country, where the Southern done cross the Dog I said, I'm goin' up the country, where the Southern done cross the Dog If you don't see me tomorrow, you won't have no man at all Baby, if I had wings like a bullfrog on the pond Lord, if I just had wings, mama, like a bullfrog on the pond I would rise right chere and light in sweet mama's arm Lord, said the blues jumped a rabbit, run him for a solid mile Said, the blues jumped a rabbit, run him for a solid mile Lord, that fool couldn't catch him, and he sot right down and cried I said, look-a here now, baby, there's somethin' really worryin' me I said, look-a here, sweet mama, there's somethin' really worryin' me It ain't my past, neither future, my old-time used-to-be