| Don’t put no shortnin' my bread |
| Georgie Buck is dead, and the last words he said |
| Don’t put no shortnin' in my bread |
| 'Cause I’m going to the shack, all the way back |
| Going to the shack in my mind |
| Going to the shack, for to call number nine |
| Going to the shack in my |
| Georgie Buck is dead, and the last word he said |
| Don’t let your woman have her way |
| If she have her way, she go out all day |
| Don’t let a woman have her way |
| Ooh ooh |
| Georgie Buck is dead, and the last words he said |
| Don’t put no shortnin' in my bread |
| Georgi Buck is dead, and the last words he said |
| Don’t put no shortnin' in my brad |
| Don’t tell my loving wife |
| Ain’t dead, ain’t dead, ain’t dead, ain’t dead |
| Go tell my loving wife |
| Ain’t dead, ain’t dead, ain’t dead, ain’t dead |