Big Night Blues

My feets is so sore, can’t hardly wear ma shoes
My feets is so sore, can’t hardly wear ma shoes
Out last night with wild women and it left me with those big night blues
I grabbed ma sugar an' I danced sweet mama till the clock struck twelve
I grabbed ma sugar an' I danced sweet mama till the clock struck twelve
I had to wrestle so hard with my good gal, an' I ain’t feelin' so well
I’m going back to that wild party, get with the wild women again
I’m going back to that wild party, get with the wild women again
Well I ain’t goin' leave home, till I have me a quart of gin
Wild women likes their liquor, their gin and their rock-and-rye
Wild women likes their liquor, their gin and their rock-and-rye
My gal wouldn’t let me go home last night, wouldn’t tell me the reason why
Turned my face to the walls and my baby made an awful moan
Mmm, my baby made an awful moan
Well, I needs my daddy, 'cause my clock is run down at home