Lyrics:

I'm standin' front of the bakershop, and I'm feelin' low down in mind
Standin' 'fore the bakershop, I was feelin' low down in mind
Hungry as could be, lookin' at those cakes so kind

Girl's in the bakershop, she hollered, 'Papa don't look so sad'
Girl in the bakershop, she hollered, 'Papa don't look so sad
Come and try some of my cakes, and you won't feel so bad'

There were sweet rolls in the window, honey and light bread that's cold
Sweet rolls in the window, honey and light bread cold
I wanted to buy me some cakes, but I had shot dice and lost my roll

I'm crazy 'bout my light bread, and my pigmeat on the side
I say, I'm crazy 'bout my light bread, and my pigmeat on the side
If I could taste your jelly roll, honey, I'd be satisfied

I wanna know if your jellyroll's fresh, I wanna know if your jellyroll's stale
Wanna know if your jellyroll is fresh, I wanna know if your jellyroll's stale
I'm gonna haul off and buy me some, if I have to break-a loose in jail

It's hard to be broke, and so hungry you about to drop
I say, it's hard to be broke, so hungry you about to drop
If I don't get a break soon, I'll fall dead front of this bakershop