I was headed to the show Goin' uptown to the Apollo Get me a glimpse of ol' Jimmy Brown Someone told me that he had just died I lowered my head, and I started to cry Stood on 125th Street, and I said, "Well sing it loud. I'm black and proud."
Oh, my baby, settle in Take your worries and put fire to them Pour me out just like sour wine Got the money if you got the time
I was talkin' to truck stop Betty She was wringin' her hands, and they was awfully sweaty She said her mother died in Brooklyn just yesterday Well I said Betty, just hold your horses Soon they're gonna be changin' courses We can live out on the Montana range - It's a great place to raise the kids
Oh, my baby, settle in Take your worries and put fire to them Pour me out just like sour wine Got the money so you'll be all right
Oh, my baby, settle right on in Take your worries and put fire to them Pour me out just like sour wine I Got the money if you got the time
Oh, my baby, settle right on in Take your worries and put fire to them Pour me out just like sour wine I got the money so you'll - you'll be all right