Heard you say this mornin', mama, that your head was throbbin' through and through Heard you say this mornin', mama, that your head was throbbin' through and through Come on let me make you some coffee, let me show you what my cof' 'ill do Pull off your house shoes mama and lay down on the bed Pull off your house shoes mama and lay down on the bed I won't be but a few minutes I'll kill that old headache dead Don't rise, take your time lady, go down easy 'n' slow Don't rise, take your time lady, go down easy 'n' slow Then when you have a headache again, come back to me baby and I'll give you some more Spoken: Your coffee-grindin' papa's in town. Lord that good coffee Now Folger makes coffee, Maxwell makes coffee, White Swan makes coffee, Arbuckle he makes coffee But I make coffee so good, it will make you bite your tongue Been all over the world grindin' coffee mama, come on let me grind you some Now When your friend want coffee please send all your friends to me Now When your friend want coffee please send all your friends to me I swear I give them good coffee and won't give 'em no rotten tea