Original lyrics
ENLord heavy‑hipped mama : she done moved to the piney wood
She's a high‑stepping mama : and she don't mean no man no good
She got ways like the devil : and hair like a Indian squaw
She been trying two years : to get me to be her son‑in‑law
Big mama : own everything in her neighborhood
But when she made the money : is when she lived in the piney wood
Blues in my kitchen : blues in my dining room
And some nice young fair brown : had better come here soon
Well the cook's in the kitchen : picking and fussing over turnip greens
White folks in the parlor playing cards : and they're serving their cake and tea
My baby loves my baby : like a cow loves to chew her cud
But that fool just off and left me : she done moved to the piney wood
