I was born in the state, of old Arkansas I was born in the state, of old Arkansas Where they don't allow, no Mississippi women there at all I'm going I'm going, back to my old home to stay I'm going I'm going, back to my old home to stay And you'll find me, hanging around the levee both night and day Then after I walk the levee, from end to end Then after I walk the levee, from end to end I'll go to Sweet Mama Alley, go and get my hooch and gin I've tried old jelly, and old *loosha* too I've tried old jelly, and old *loosha* too But me and my gin house liquor, well we sure can do I don't see why, white folks don't have no blues I don't see why, white folks don't have no blues They got all kinds of money, and brownskin women too When you go to Vicksburg, please ask for old dripper king When you go to Vicksburg, please ask for old dripper king For he's the bootlegging fellow, your turkey sure can swing