Sonny Terry & Brownie McGhee

In America you'll get food to eat Won't have to run through the jungle And scuff up your feet You'll just sing about Jesus and drink wine all day It's gonna be great to be an American Ain't no lions or tigers-ain't no mamba snake Just the sweet water

When it rains five days and the skies turn dark as night When it rains five days and the skies turn dark as night Then trouble's takin' place in the lowlands at night I woke up this mornin', can't even get out of my door I woke up this mornin', can't

If you ever change your mind About leaving, leaving me behind Bring it to me, bring your sweet loving, bring it on home to me, yeah You know I tried to treat you right But, you stay out, stay out every night Bring it to me, bring your sweet lovin Bri