Fool On The Roof Blues
Well, there's a fool on the roof, mama
What do you think he wants?
A fool on the roof, mama
What do you think he wants?
Well, that could be the dumbest question
I've ever asked you, baby
'Cause he's smooth lookin' for me
You know I tried to get away
Even gave up my good address
I tried to get away
Gave up my good address
I moved all the way to Fannin Street
Tryin' to catch one lonesome breath
Well, I remember that day
Was in nineteen fifty two
I remember that day
It was in nineteen and fifty two
Mama and Papa took me aside and said
"Whoo, boy, I hate to tell you
But you got a fool on your roof"
You let the fool have his way
You'll be spittin' on your whole life
You let the fool have his way
And you'll be spittin' on your whole life
I'm talkin' 'bout goin' back to Texas
Just me and my guitar and my wife