Brownsville Woman
I ain’t got no sweet momma
Ain’t got no momma at all
Yeah I am an orphan now
I ain’t got me no honey
Cause I ain’t got no money
But I’ll get back to her somehow
I got holes in my pockets
I got holes in both my shoes
Yeah I’m a holy roller
I’m gonna roll down this road
I’m gonna see where it goes
I’m gonna roll on back to her
Chorus:
She’s my Brownsville woman
She always treats me right
Skin as brown as molasses
Hair as black as the night
Yeah she’s my Brownsville woman
She always treats me right
I wish I had some whiskey
I wish I had some red wine
Cause I’m as dry as a bone
I’d drink it on a freight train
Or maybe on an airplane
I’ve just got to be movin’ on
Chorus:
She’s my Brownsville woman
She always treats me right
Skin as brown as molasses
Hair as black as the night
Yeah she’s my Brownsville woman
She always treats me right
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