Woke up with cotton mouth and a dog hunching on my leg
I feel like something ....
I got a bone, but he chose to beg
I'll take my bitching straight out of your kitchen
If you'll hear my plea, Lord
Keep them things away from me
Help me momma, yeah
Keep them things away from me

I pulled into Atlanta G-A with a buttload full of dreams
Traded them in one by one
Participating in various schemes
I keep bitching about my condition
But life won't let me be, Lord
Keep them things away from me
Help me, momma, yeah
Keep them things away from me

I keep bitching about my condition
But life won't let me be, Lord
Keep them things away from me
Help me, momma, yeah
Keep them things away from me
Help me, momma, yeah
Keep them things away from me
I said, keep them things away from me
One more time
I said, keep them things away from me