Ploddings

[Spoken]
Thomas: Hello there, Geeshie
Wiley: Hello there, Slack
Thomas: What are you doing down here?
Wiley: I'm just down here trying to play these boys the new Cock Robin
Thomas: Let me hear it, then

I picked poor Robin clean, picked poor Robin clean
I picked his head, picked his feet
I woulda picked his body but it wasn't fit to eat
Picked poor Robin clean, picked poor Robin clean
And I'll be satisfied having a family

Lord, did that jaybird laugh when I picked poor Robin clean
Poor Robin clean, picked poor Robin clean
Oh did that jaybird laugh when I picked poor Robin clean
And I'll be satisfied having a family

Get off my money, and don't get funny
'Cause I'm a Negra, don't cut no figure
Then old Miss Sadie, she is my baby
(ET sings "Ah, Miss Sadie")
And I'm a hustling coon, that's just what I am

You bet I picked poor Robin clean...

I picked poor Robin clean, picked poor Robin clean
I picked his head, picked his feet
I woulda picked his body but it wasn't fit to eat
Picked poor Robin clean, picked poor Robin clean
And I'll be satisfied having a family

Won't be long now

I picked poor Robin clean, picked poor Robin clean
I picked his head, picked his feet
I woulda picked his body but it wasn't fit to eat
Picked poor Robin clean, picked poor Robin clean
And I'll be satisfied having a family