Take off your nightshirt mama, and your gown. Maybe 'fore day we're gonna shake 'em on down, eeh, Bukka's stopped hollerin', oh, must I shake 'em on down I done stopped hollerin', mama, must I shake 'em on down.
Too much of jelly to be throwed away. Save this jelly for some old rainy day. Bukka's stopped hollerin', oh, must I shake 'em on down. I done stopped hollerin', mama, must I shake 'em on down.
Fix my supper and let me go to bed. This white lightnin' done gone to my head, eeh, Must I holler, oh, must I shake 'em on down. I done stopped hollerin', mama, must I shake 'em on down.
I ain't been in Georgia, but I've been told. Georgia women got the best jellyroll, eeh, Bukka's stopped hollerin', oh, must I shake 'em on down. I done stopped hollerin', mama, must I shake 'em on down.
See, see, mama what you done done. Made me love you now your man done come, eeh, Bukka's stopped hollerin', oh, must I shake 'em on down. I done stopped hollerin', mama, must I shake 'em on down.
Baby got somethin', don't know what it is. Make me drunker than an old whiskey still, eeh, Bukka's stopped hollerin', oh, must I shake 'em on down. I done stopped hollerin', must I shake 'em on down.