"Ham Hound Crave" lyrics - SON HOUSE

You can read my letter, now you sure don't know my mind
You can read my letter, now you sure don't know my mind
When you think I'm lovin' you I'm leavin' you all the time

I ain't got nobody, now I'm all here by myself
I ain't got nobody, I'm all here by myself
I ain't got nobody, I'm all here by myself

[Spoken:]
Who you tellin'? Tell him

Let me be your sometime, now, 'til your always come
Let me be your sometime, now, 'til your always come
And I do more for you, now, your always ever done

I don't want no hog head, don't eat no chittlin's, don't want no spare ribs, don't eat no backbone
Mam', I got a hambone, I wonder can I get it boiled? 'Cause these Chicago women 'bout to let my hambone spoil

Church, the bell's a-ringin', the preacher's preachin', secretary's a-writin', the members shoutin'
The dirty deacon done taken my gal and gone. And all little children, now, papa, tryin' to sing my song

Let me be your rocker, now, 'til your straight chair come
Let me be your rocker, now, 'til your straight chair come
And I'll rock you easier than the straight chair ever done