Lyrics:

(Robert Johnson) Everytime I'm walkin', down the streets, some pretty mama start breakin' down with me Stop breakin' down, yes stop breakin' down The stuff I got'll bust your brains out, baby, hoo hoo, it'll make you lose your mind. I can't walk the streets now con, consolate my mind, some no-good woman she starts breakin' down Stop breakin' down, please stop breakin' down The stuff I got it gon' bust your brains out, baby, hoo hoo, it'll make you lose your mind Now, you Saturday night women's, you love to ape and clown, you won't do nothin' but tear a good man reputation down Stop breakin' down, please stop breakin' down The stuff I got'll bust your brains out, baby, hoo hoo, it'll make you lose your mind Now, I give my baby, now, the ninety-nine degree, she jumped up and throwed a pistol down on me Stop breakin' down, please stop breakin' down Stuff I got'll bust your brains out, baby, hoo hoo, it'll make you lose your mind I can't start walkin' down the streets, but some pretty mama don't start breakin' down with me Stop breakin' down, yeah stop breakin' down The stuff I got'll bust your brains out, baby, hoo hoo, it'll make you lose your mind