Mississippi Boweavil Blues

Here's a little boat weaver, she's a-boatin' in the Indian, Lordy
You can plant your cotton, anyone can have a stand on her
Boatweevil, Boatweevil, why you need a home on her?
Louisiana reed and Texas little wire spreadin' bone on her
Well, I saw the boatweevil, Lord, he sing a lot of Indian, Lordy
Next time I see you, Lordy, have your family there, Lordy
Boatweevil left Texas, Lord, he didn't need fare thee well, Lordy
Where you goin' now?
I'm goin' down in Mississippi, gonna get a little down to hell, Lordy
Boatweevil said to a woman, "They ain't got treat you fair, Lordy"
I let a woman suck all the blossom
And leave you half your square, Lordy
Next time I see you, Lordy, have your family there, Lordy
Boatweevil and his wife went to sit down on the end, Lordy
Boatweevil told his wife, "Let's take this for the end, Lordy"
Boatweevil told his wife, "I believe I'll make a long dollar"
Lord, I won't tell no bother
Let's leave Louisiana reed and go there, I've been told, Lordy
Well, I saw the boatweevil, Lord, he sing a lot of Indian, Lordy
Next time I see you, Lordy, have your family there, Lordy
Boatweevil told his wife, "They ain't got treat you fair, Lordy"
Suck all the blossom and leave you half your square, Lordy
Boatweevil, Boatweevil, why you need a home on her?
Most anywhere they raise cotton and corn on her
Boatweevil, Boatweevil, thought I'd treat me fair, Lordy
Next time I see you, Lordy, have your family there, Lordy