Black uncle Remus sits in Central Square Somebody flipped the Rocker of his rocking chair When you got the whiskey habit You don't talk about bre'r rabbit
Black uncle Remus got the death letter blues The hellhound says it time to pay your dues You really recall the catfish catches When you're living in the briar patches
Uncle Remus, he moans and he sings His tears have rusted his Banjo Strings You call for Jesus or your ma maybe When you're life's gummed up in the tar, baby
Watcha gonna do, watcha gonna do? Watcha gonna do when you're black and blue? Watcha gonna do, watcha gonna do? Watcha gonna do when you're black and blue?
