Honey, now I cry, oh, hard to sleep tonight I'm packing my trunk and leaving town tonight It looks mighty cloudy, say, but it ain't gon' rain Goodbye, honey, if I don't see you again Spoken: Step on it, Pruitt My mama told me, papa told me too "Don't let no one man make a fool of you" By being so young, so foolish and so green Honey, that's why you treated me so mean Oh is you half as purty, and you ain't no hand-me-down Don't think I'll stay and let you dog me 'round Yes, you're three times seven and knows what you want to do I'm leaving you now with the troubled Honey Blues