Lyrics

Anybody with anybody knows
What is life
Livin' down the road
o' course everybody knows

Put your change in the phone
Call up your home
Ask 'em what's wrong
"I had a house fulla babies,
Now they're men and young ladies,
Now they went out on their own."

Now as anyone can see
And no it ain't just me
Anybody can see
What my mama tells me
That's how it's s'pposed to be

So I should know it ain't right
To be workin all night
And the people people to see
Give me two places at once
Where I'm s'pposed to be

One is in the workroom
For to settle my needs
The other's in the parlor
Me and mama and papa
Sittin' next to me

You're gonna tell your mothers
Your sisters and your brothers
Your father and your cousins
Put a fire in the oven
Bake your breads and muffins
'Cuz we're coming home soon
And don't be late arrivin'
A little highway driving
It's the least you can do