Sylvester Weaver - Poor Boy Blues lyrics

Hey, mama, where did you have it last night? Hey, mama, where did you have it last night? Your eyes all gloomy and your stockings ain't pulled up tight Made me walk the streets all night long Made me walk the streets there all night long Keep on messin' 'round, your daddy will be gone Oh, if I could read my woman's mind Oh, if I could read my woman's mind I'd feel like a gypsy, happy all the time