When I Get To Thinking

How long?

Well, tell your daddy how long

How long?

I want you to tell your daddy how long

Ah, ah, you're gonna keep on jivin'

He, he, well, brown and doin' me wrong

You been goin' round braggin' about cashin' my check

About find out what I'm thinkin', baby, I just might break your neck

When I get to thinkin', well, yeah

You know it makes my poor heart ache

Well, well, you know I ain't doin' nothin', baby

He, he, well, brown but fat and tall since then

Look at you, boy, I've got talent that jive

Ooh

You've been runnin' around, around with old Slim

He won't give you no money, baby, but all you were givin' him

When I get to thinkin', well, yeah

You know it makes my poor heart ache

Well, I ain't doin' nothin' 'round here

Ooh, ooh, well, boy, but fat and tall since then

I'll borrow money, baby, to get a ticket for you

When I come down to the station, you had a ticket for two

Well, when I get to thinkin', well, yeah

You know it makes my poor heart ache

Well, well, well, I ain't doin' nothin'

He, he, well, boy, but fat and tall since then