Waters Ethel - Make Me a Pallet on the Floor lyrics

Waters Ethel Miscellaneous Make Me a Pallet on the Floor [Knock, knock, knock] [Spoken:] Who's there? It's me, honey! Get away from that door, get away from there! Cruel daddy, please let me in Say, broad, you got any money? I ain't got a cent to my name Get away from there! Get away from there! Daddy, I'm so hungry I been out in the front yard eatin' that short gra** Well, broad, that's too bad, really too bad you been out in the front yard eatin' that short gra**. Go in the back yard where it's longer Um-hmm, that's all right. Remember, I knew you when you couldn't eat, and you wasn't sick. So won't you listen to what I've got to say? Well, hurry up, broad, I ain't got but a few minutes! I've roamed this town Till my feet are sore; I'm out and down That's why I'm at your door Won't you take me back, please, honey, do But if you don't want me no more Here's all I ask of you: Don't drive me, honey, from your door Just make me a pallet on the floor; Why, any kind of bed, so I can rest my weary head; Oh, please take me in your arms once more I'm just a lonesome rollin' stone So tired of being all alone If it's for only one night, please, I ask you on my knees To make me a pallet on the floor