Sonny Terry & Brownie McGhee - Cornbread, Peas and Black Mola**es lyrics

I don't want, no cornbread, peas, black mola**es I don't want, no cornbread, peas, black mola**es At suppertime, Lord, Lord, Lord, at suppertime I got a letter, a letter from my mother this morning I got a letter, a letter from my mother this morning She said, "Come home", Lord, Lord, Lord, "Son, come home" I ain't got no, got no ready-made money I ain't got no, got no ready-made money I can't go home If I could make June, July and August If I could make June, July and August Then I'd go home, Lord, Lord, Lord, then I'd go home 'Cause I don't want no cornbread, peas, black mola**es 'Cause I don't want no cornbread, peas, black mola**es At suppertime, Lord, Lord, Lord, at suppertime