If I ever get lucky mama M-m, win my train fare home If I ever get lucky babe Oh, win my train fare home I'm goin' back to the border Where I'm better known, yeah
Oh your calf is hungry mama Ah, mama I believe he needs a suck Your calf is hungry mama Ooh, baby I believe he needs a suck, yeah, oh yeah But your milk is turning blue Hey, I believe he's outta luck
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
You know you got me crawlin', babe, and the grass grows very high I'm just gonna keep on crawlin' now baby until the day I die I'm gonna crawl into your window Crawl into your door Crawl anyway you want now baby Gonna crawl across your, oh, floor, yeah
Well that's all right mama Oh baby that's all right for you Oh that's all right baby, baby, baby Mama that's all right for you To be low down dirty, hey, any old way you do, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
You know you got me crawlin' babe, and the grass grows very high I'm just gonna keep on crawlin' now until the day I die Crawl up to your window, Crawl up to your door Gonna crawl any way you want now baby Gonna crawl across your floor, crawl across your floor Crawl across your floor, crawl across your Crawl, crawl, crawl, crawl