Hats Off to (Roy) Harper

Mm, a, mm, a, mm, a mm, a mm, a come on down

When I done quit hollering, baby
I believe I'll shake 'em on down
Get my babe, won't be late
You know by that I mean ah, seconds late
Ah, must I holler?
Must I shake 'em on down?

Well, I've done quit hollering, baby
I believe I'll shake 'em on down

Well, I ain't no monkey
I can't climb no tree
No brown-skin woman gonna make no monkey out of me
Yeah, I ain't no monkey
Sure can't climb no tree

I been mistreated, babe, I believe I'll shake 'em on down
Well, I've been mistreated, babe, I believe I'll shake 'em on down

Listen, mama, put on your morning gown
Put in your nightshirt, mama
We going to shake them down
Must I holler?
Must I, must I, must I shake them on down?

Oh, I've been mistreated, babe, I believe I'll shake 'em on down

Gave my baby a twenty-dollar bill
If that don't get her, I'm sure my shot, shot, shotgun will
Yeah, I gave my baby a twenty-dollar bill
Well, if that don't get that woman, I'm sure my shotgun will
I'm gonna go shoot her now