Southern Can Is Mine (Blind Willie McTell)

Now look here momma let me tell ya this If ya wanna get crooked i'll even give ya my fist Ya might read from revelation back to genesis Ya keep crooked your southern can belongs to me So there ain't no use in bringin no jive to me Your southern can is mine in the mornin Your southern can belongs to me Ya might go uptown have me arrested, put in jail Some hotshots got money gonna pull my bail Soon as i get out, hit the ground Your southern can is worth a dollar a half a pound So there ain't no use in bringin no jive to me Your southern can is mine, talkin about it Your southern can belongs to me Ya might take it from the south, baby, hide it up north Understand ya can't rule me and be my boss Take it from the east and hide in the west But when i get ya momma your can'll see no rest So there ain't no use in bringin no jive to me Your southern can is mine, i'm screamin Your southern can belongs to me Now baby, ashes to ashes, sand to sand When i hit ya momma then ya feel my hand Give ya punch through that barbed wire fence When i hit ya baby, ya know i make no sence So there ain't no use in bringin no jive to me Your southern can is mine, i know it Your southern can belongs to me Now look here woman, don't get hot I'm gettin me a brick outta my backyard So there ain't no use in bringin no jive to me Your southern can is mine, i'm takin about it Your southern can belongs to me Well if i catch you momma down in the heart of town I'm gonna grab me a brick and tear your can on down So there ain't no use in bringin no jive to me Your southern can is mine, i know it Your southern can belongs to me You may get death-bed sick, 'cause you're graveyard bound I'm gonna make you moan like a graveyard hound So there ain't no use in bringin no jive to me Your southern can is mine, i'm screamin Your southern can belongs to me