You Give an Account - John Lee "Sonny Boy" Williamson

I’m gonna tell you somethin'

Babe, that you can do

You better take it kind-a easy

I got my eyes on you

You gotta give an account

Just what you’ll

Just-a what you’ll do

If you got a good woman

An she won’t treat you right

An feed her three times a day

An wup her a little at night

You gotta give an account

Just what you’ll

Just what you’ll do

Now, Mr. Depot agent

Don’t cha make me cry

Did my baby stop here?

Did she keep on ridin'?

You got to give an account

Just what you’ll

Just a-what you’ll do

Now, I want all you people

To gather around

My baby doesn’t even love me

Treat me like a hound

You got to give an account

Just what you

Just what you’ll do, now

I go’d out buy her Chevrolet

Still, she wanted a V8 Ford

She said she wanted something

Would be easy to hold in the road

She got to give an account

Just what she’ll

Just what she’ll do

I wave my hand

She wouldn’t pay me no mind

Right on my do'

She nailed up a sign

But she got to give an account

Just what you

Just what she’ll do