Papa Charlie Jackson - You Got That Wrong lyrics

Now, mama, you needn't think that the good Lord made you tall as a derrick And said, "Now I'm through" But you've got that wrong Yes, you've got that wrong Now you need not think when you pa** by All the other women should lay down and die 'Cause you got that wrong Mama, you know you got that wrong Now, you must want me to buy you a new dress every day And only take five cents for myself out of my pay But you got that wrong Mama, you know you got that wrong Now, you must want me to prove my love is true You must want me to work in the steel mill for you But you've got that wrong Yes, you've got that wrong Now, you want me to let you flirt with Tom and Sam While you go around, tell the people what a dumb cluck I am But you've got that wrong Mama, you know you've got that wrong Now, you want me to come in through your back door And for dinner eat up the crumbs off, off of your floor But you got that wrong Yes, you've got that wrong Now you want me to buy you a fur coat to keep off the cool breeze Whilst I walk around in the wintertime in my BVDs But you've got that wrong Baby, you know you've got that wrong