Honeeey! I'm all out and down Honeeey . I'm broke baby, and I ain't got a dime Every good man gets in hard luck some time Don't it baby Don't it baby Don't it baby Don't it baby This man is a long ways from home And he got a brown skin woman And he know pay day is comin' pretty soon And his woman is shoutin' 'cause it's morn' of pay day And the old mule is hungry, and the sun is goin' down The man he wish't that pay day would move off a little further So he wouldn't have to pay the woman nothin' I'm going to tell my woman like the Dago told the Jew You don't want me, uh honey I don't want you Tell me baby Tell me baby Honeeey! What more you want me to do? Honeeey . Ah the women in the levee, shoutin' 'cause it's morn' pay day The men on the levee, hollerin' "Don't you move your knee" Tell me baby Tell me baby Tell me baby Tell me baby Oh the women on the levee honey, holl'in' "Woh hah gee" The men on the levee, holl'in' "Don't you murder me" Please baby Please baby Please baby Please baby Honeeey, I'm a long ways from home Honeeey . I'm down in the bottom, skinnin' for Johnny Rye Puttin' my initials, honey on a mule's behind With my line babe With my line babe With my line babe With my line babe I swear to God I know that man wished that woman wouldn't come home when pay day come He looked around and 'gan to cry the last time: (/holler) Honeeey, I'm a long way from you Honeeey . Yes a brown skin woman make a preacher lay his Bible down A jet black woman make a jackrabbit hug a hound Won't it baby?