Oh I've got no sugar baby now;
It's all I can do for to see peace with you,
And I can't get along this a-way
Can't get along this a-way.
All I can do, I've said all I can say;
I will send you to your mama next payday,
Send you to your mama next payday.
Got no use for the red rockin' chair,
I've got no honey baby now,
Got no sugar baby now.
Who'll rock the cradle, who'll sing the song
Who'll rock the cradle when I'm gone,
Who'll rock the cradle when I'm gone?
I'll rock the cradle, I'll sing the song,
I'll rock the cradle when you gone.
It's all I can do, It's all I can say,
I will send you to your mama next payday.
Laid her in the shade, give her every dime I made;
What more could a poor boy do,
What more could a poor boy do?
Oh I've got no honey baby now;
Got no sugar baby now.
Said all I can say, I've done all I can do,
And I can't make a living with you,
Can't make a living with you.
