Lonesome Moan (Live)

Ain't got no mama now
Ain't got no mama now
You told me late last night
You don't need a mama no how

Lonesome walkin' through my room
Lonesome walkin' through my room
I wish my pretty mama
Would bring her sweet self home

Lord, it must have been a bed bug
A flea don't bite that hard
Lord, it must have been a bed bug
A flea don't bite that hard
When I asked my bail for fifty cents
She said, "Doctor there ain't a child in the yard"

Honey, what's the matter now?
Honey, what's the matter now?
I asked her as she come in the door cryin'
Can you tell me what's the matter baby?

Don't like the lonesome nights no how
Mama, that's all right
Baby, that's all right for you
Mama, that's all right
Baby, that's all right for you
Say, baby, that's all right
For this ole way you do

Well, I wonder where ole lonesome's gone
Well, I wonder where ole lonesome's gone
Lord, them lonesome nights
Done run my darlin' home