Lyrics Mean Mama Blues - Bob Wills & His Texas Playboys

For weary weeks I′ve waited hoping for the best
Blues will make me ramble and the rails are leading west
I'm feeling awfully lonesome pleasure I can′t find
I'm going to leave you mama just to worry you off of my mind

That old gang kindly whispers just fall in line and smile
Mean mama haunts me and I crave some peace of mind
I don't know where I′m going I′m feeling kind of square
I've been from several places and I′m going to be from here

Oh, trying it every time now
Devil mean mama please, yeah
I don't like what you are trying
You′ll now

Seems there's something missing there′s feelings in my breast
I crave to cover distance so mean mama give me rest
I hear the rails a-singing the sky is clear and blue
I'm going to leave you mama when the train comes rolling through

No money in my pocket I'm loafing around so flat
Soon I′ll be strolling down that railroad track
And when I′m miles away riding all the while
I'll think of you mean mama I′ll think of you and smile