Crazy Mama

(album: Black And Blue - 1976)

Well you're crazy Mama
With your ball and chain
And your sawn off shotgun
Your blown out brains, yeah

You can scandalize me
Scorn my name
You can steal my money
And that don't mean a doggone thing

Cause if you really think you can push it
I'm gonna bust your knees with a bullet
You're crazy mama, ah yeah

Well your old time religion
Is just a superstition
You gonna pay high prices
For your sacrifices

Well your blood and thunder
Sure can't faze me none
If your gonna keep on coming
I'm gonna take it all head on

If you don't believe I'm going to do it
Just wait 'til you get hit by that bullet

Well your crazy mama
With your ball and chain

Don't think I ain't thought about it
Sure makes my shackles rise
And cold blood murder
Make me want to draw the line

Well you're crazy mama
With your ball and chain
You're plain psychotic
Plain insane

If you don't believe I'm gonna do it
Just wait for the thud of the bullet

You're crazy mother
You're crazy mother
You're crazy mother
You're crazy mother