Ah, yellow woman, you have poison like a rattlesnake I'm talkin' 'bout a yellow woman, boy, they've poison like a rattlesnake And when they get started, boys, there's no quizzlin' and no playin' Spoken: Ah, listen here, boys! Some people crave for trouble, ain't now satisfied with these Some people crave this trouble, ain't now satisfied with these Spoken: I know that's right! Just listen to a high yellow and trouble won't never cease Spoken: Listen here, boys! Trouble and worries have killed more people than an'thin' else Spoken: I know that's right! I'm talking 'bout trouble and worries, partner, will kill more people than anything else Spoken: How come I know? 'Cause they killed my mom And if they kill all to you, don't blame nobody else but yourself Now listen here! Boys If you hear the song again and don't take my advice Spoken: How come my Anne don't take my advice! You better take my advice, too! If you hear this song, boys, and don't take my advice Spoken: What I want to do? How come? 'Cause it might cause you, partner, to lose your life.