Listen to a story 'bout a gal I know   She's my music makin' mama I'm her hillbilly boy   She's sweeter than the music when she tickles the strings   Sweeter than the flowers down in new Orleans   She's my music makin' mama from Memphis Tennessee      She'll play a little rhythm do the boogie up right   The Tennessee polka maybe blues in the night   Everybody travels from near and far   To hear her when she swings it on her old guitar   My music makin' mama from Memphis Tennessee      You can hear her in the evening when the sun sinks low   A singin' and a pickin' on her old banjo   You gotta jive when the words roll out of her mouth   Everybody's callin' her the queen of the south   She's my piano playin' mama from Memphis Tennessee      You gotta start dancin' when she gets in the groove   Plays the big bass fiddle or she'll yodel the blues   She plays a down beat an off beat any old beat   A breakdown a hoedown and does it up neat   She's my bass pickin' baby from Memphis Tennessee      You can tell when my baby is a comin' to town   All the jive jumpin' jitterbugs they gather around   They keep yellin' to my honey now queenie let's go   My baby starts a pickin' and a pickin' down low   My music makin' mama from Memphis Tennessee      She'll play a little rhythm do the boogie up right   The Tennessee polka maybe blues in the night   Everybody travels from near and far   To hear her when she swings it on her old guitar   She's my music makin' mama from Memphis Tennessee