Mama gets high when a good man in the morning   Gives her tea and feeds her milk and apple pie   Mama don't cry when a main man is gone and   Has left her with that sweet ol' bye and bye      Mama couldn't pay the rent   The price of booze's no cheaper   Lonely nights are often spent   In billiard halls and bar-room brawls      Mama gets by but her men find her saying   You're good but you ain't like you used to be   Mama don't cry when it's dues that she's paying   It's him she's waiting by that door to see      Turn your light down low, woman      Mama, mama, ooh   Mama, mama, mama      Mama still remembers his eyes   Like a road map of New York City   She always had forgiven his lies   She loved that man and then he ran      I tell you mama gets high when a good man in the morning   Gives her tea and feeds her milk and apple pie   Mama don't cry when a main man is gone and   Has left her with that sweet ol' bye and bye      Hi mama, I think I'd better say just one more time      Bayou-by   Bayou-by   Bayou-by   Oh bye bye