Ploddings

Let's go to the river and sit down
Honey, let's go to the river and sit down
If the blues overtake us, I'll jump overboard and drown

It takes rock, it takes gravel to make a solid road
It takes rock, it takes gravel to make a solid road
It takes a lovin' fair brownie to satisfy my soul

I've got a range in my kitchen, mama, cooks so nice and brown
I've got a range in my kitchen, cooks so nice and brown
I want some loving fairy to turn my damper down

Could you tell me, pretty mama, where'd you get your loving from?
So you tell me, pretty mama, where'd you get your loving from
'Ain't none of your business, I ain't gonna give you none!'

I'm going away, mama, won't be back no more
I'm going away, mama, won't be back no more
You have mistreat me, you was the cause of it all

Come here, sweet mama, sit on your daddy's knee
Come here, pretty mama, sit on your daddy's knee
And tell your sweet papa, what may your troubles be?