There ain't nothing I can do

Or nothing I can say

That folks don't criticise me

But I'm going to do just as I want to anyway

And don't care just what people say

If I should take the notion

To jump in to the ocean

If I go to church on Sunday

Then cabaret all day Monday

If my man ain't got no money

And I say, "Take all of mine, honey"

If I gave him my last nickel

And it leaves me in a pickle

Well I'd rather my man would hit me

Than for him to jump up and quit me

I swear I won't call no copper

If I'm beat up by my papa

Nobody's business

Nobody's business, if I do