MAMA DON’T CRY
MAMA DON’T YOU CRY WHEN THE BLACKBIRDS FLY
DOWN OVER YOUR HEAD IN THE BACK OF YOUR EYE
MAMA DON’T SHATTER WHEN THE RAINDROPS PATTER
GET A HOLD ON THE ROPE AND CLIMB UP ON MY LADDER
‘CAUSE IT DON’T MATTER TO ME LITTLE MAMA IT DON’T MEAN A THING
IT DON’T MATTER TO ME MAMA IT JUST DON’T MEAN A THING
BABY DON’T RUN DON’T SON OF MY GUN
GOT HAIR LIKE A DOG GO ON WRAP IT IN A BUN NOW
BABY DON’T CRY LET THE WATER RUN DRY
JUST GIVE ME A LITTLE SLAB OF THAT BLUEBERRY PIE
‘CAUSE IT DON’T MATTER TO ME LITTLE MAMA
IT DON’T MEAN A THING
IT DON’T MATTER TO ME MAMA IT JUST DON’T MEAN A THING
I WANNA’ SAIL UPON THE DEEP BLUE WATER
IN YOUR EYES MAMA IN YOUR EYES
I WANNA’ GRAB ME A BOTTLE OF THAT GOOD CORN-GET ON
DOWN TO THE RIVER LET THE WATER RUN COLD
I WANT TO TALK TO THE DEVIL BEFORE I GET OLD
EVERYBODY’S TALKING ‘BOUT HOW MAMA YOU’RE A RUN-A-BOUT
AND IT DON’T MATTER TO ME LITTLE MAMA – IT DON’T MEAN A THING
IT DON’T MATTER TO ME MAMA IT JUST DON’T MEAN A THING
IT’S ALRIGHT MAMA ALRIGHT – ALRIGHT MAMA IT’S ALRIGHT
