Pot Hound Blues

You must bring me a job or money from anywhere
You must bring me a job or money from anywhere
Because I can get your kind of loving in the street just anywhere
You come home every day looking for your stew and beans
You come home every day looking for your stew and beans
And you have got more nerve than any pot hound I've ever seen
Now you take your money, you have your fun
You don't have nothing when house rent come
And I'm through cooking your stew and beans
And you can eat more neckbones that any man I've ever seen
Now if you want me, baby, you got to make your purse show down
If you want me, baby, make your purse show down
And you got to put your money down where I got mine
Now you're laying up in my bed, between my two white sheets
I can't see and smell nothing but your doggone feet
And I'm through trying to make a man of you
And if you can't bring a job, don't you look for your daily stew
I worked hard from Monday until late Saturday night
And you're a dirty mistreater, you ain't treating me right
And I'm through cooking your stew and beans
And you's a dirty pot hound, dirty as any man I've seen