Well, that's all right, Mama. That's all right for you.
That's all right Mama, just anyway you do.
That's all right, that's all right.
That's all right, Mama, anyway you do.
My Mama, she done told me. Papa done told me, too.
"Son, that gal you're foolin' with, she ain't no good for you."
But, that's all right, that's all right.
That's all right, Mama, anyway you do.
[Instrumental Interlude]
I'm a-leavin' town, tomorrow. Leavin' town for sure.
Then you won't be bothered with me hangin' 'round your door.
But, that's all right, that's all right.
That's all right, Mama, anyway you do.
[Instrumental Interlude]
I ought to mind my Papa; guess I’m not too smart.
If I was, I’d leave you go before you break my heart.
But, that's all right, that's all right.
That's all right, Mama, anyway you do.
[Spoken & Fades]
Ah, That's all right, Mama.
Mama, that's all right.
Mama, that's all right.
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