[Verse 1: Joe Simms, Clarence Williams, & Both]
Clarence, I got a little secret I wanna tell you
Hush your mouth, Joe, keep it shut
Everything I tell you, boy, is the truth
You better hush your mouth, you'll get in Dutch
The treasurer of our lodge come up short
Man, you ought to see the car he bought
Way down in Texas is where he got caught
Hush your mouth, Joe, you talk too much
Shut your mouth (Do I talk too much?)
Yes, you better hush your mouth (Will I get in Dutch?)
You know that man is from the South
Shut my mouth

[Verse 2: Joe Simms, Clarence Williams, & Both]
Folks say I'm knockin' all the time
Hush your mouth, Joe, you talk too much
Somebody in your flat is makin' moonshine
Now I know you better hush your mouth, you'll get in Dutch
That still ain't very far from me
I smell it cookin' constantly (Hush, hush!)
They start thеir cookin' every mornin' 'bout 3:00
Hush your mouth, boy, hush your mouth
Hush my mouth? (Yes, just hush your mouth)
Hush my mouth? (You'll gеt in Dutch)
Clarence, you know, you come from down South
Hush my mouth
[Verse 3: Joe Simms, Clarence Williams, & Both]
There's some stealin' done in the store last night
Who was it? Hush your mouth
The thief and the police had a little fight
That's too bad, hush your mouth
The dirty thief look like you, but he got away
Now they been lookin' for him every day (Did he— Did he—?)
I might tell where he's at if I think I'll get paid
Hush your mouth, did they ask about me?
Hush my mouth (Yes, you talk too much)
Well I ain't gwine talk (You'll get me in Dutch)
Clarence, you're stealin' way down south
Hush my mouth

[Verse 4: Joe Simms, Clarence Williams, & Both]
You better watch your step, Clarence, you're doin' a little dirt
Who told you? Hush your mouth, hush your mouth
If Old Man Jones catch you, you're gwine get hurt
Keep your nose out my business, boy, you talk too much
I ain't tellin' nobody this but you
But how come his wife come up with her new pair of shoes
All the 'spicions fell on you?
Hush your mouth, you talk too much
I'm gwine hush my mouth (Yes, you talk too much)
I'm gwine-a keep it shut (You'll get me in Dutch)
You know, boy, I'm from way down South
Shut my mouth
[Verse 5: Joe Simms, Clarence Williams, & Both]
They tell me you [?] the numbers nowadays
Hush your mouth, you know the police is around
Sam [?] and didn't get paid
Who told you? Is he lookin' for me, lookin' for me?
Well they takin' a chance on your life
'Cause he was lookin' for you with a knife
And you know I don't wanna see you leave your wife
Hush your mouth, you talk too much
You better hush your mouth (Do I talk too much?)
Yeah, Joe, hush your mouth, please (Boy, I'll get in Dutch)
[?] way down south
Hush my mouth