Lyrics:

I don't want no cornbread, peas, black molasses
I don't want no cornbread, peas, black molasses
At suppertime, Lord, Lord, Lord, at suppertime
I got a letter, a letter from my mother this morning
I got a letter, a letter from my mother this morning
She said, "Come home," Lord, Lord, Lord, "Son, come home"
I ain't got no, got no ready-made money
I ain't got no, got no ready-made money
I can't go home, Lord, Lord, Lord, I can't go home
If I could make June, July, and August
If I could make June, July, and August
Then I'd go home, Lord, Lord, Lord, then I'd go home

'Cause I don't want no a-cornbread, peas, black molasses
I don't want no a-cornbread, peas, black molasses
At suppertime, Lord, Lord, Lord, at suppertime