Don't get mad with me, mama, cuz I talk in my sleep. Something may break your heart, baby, and it may cause you to weep I'm going downtown, buy me a brand new rocking chair And if the blues overtake me I'm gonna rock away from here I love you, mama, you know that I'm talking to you Ah you know, babe, that I've got them love talking blues Don't want no sleeper, don't want no pullman car I'm gon find little Mary if I have to ride the boxcar rods Mmm Mary she grievin' and cryin' I told her she had a home as long as I got mine Mmm Lordy Lordy Lord Told her she had a home as long as I got mine