Late last night when my Willie come home
And I heard this mighty rapping on the door
Slipping and a sliding with his new shoes on
Willie don't you rap no more

Oh me, oh my
What's going to become of me
I's downtown, just a fooling around
Mama don't you cry for me

I know just what you promised me
Not more than three weeks ago
You promised that you'd marry me
Standing there on your mama's kitchen floor

Oh me, oh my
What's going to become of me
I's downtown, just a fooling around
Mama don't you cry for me

Now if I'd listened to what my mama said
I wouldn't be sitting here tonight
Picking and a singing on this old banjo
Mama don't you cry for me

Oh me, oh my
What's going to become of me
I's downtown, just a fooling around
Mama don't you cry for me
Oh me, oh my
What's going to become of me
I's downtown, just a fooling around
Mama don't you cry for me