I slipped out of the house about sundownWhile mama was a-washin' her hairAnd you can bet your bottom dollarShe'll come a-lookin' for meWhen she finds that I'm not thereAnd if she catches her sweet thingRunnin' aroundI know they'll be the devil to payShe'll come blowin' like a cycloneThrough that doorAnd I can hear exactly what she'll sayWell, has anybody here seen sweet thing?I've got a notion he'll be headed this wayCause when the sweet thing's outTom Captain aroundHe finds a sandbox like this to playI want to tell all you barroom rosesI want to tell all you barroom rosesIf my sweet thing does happen byYou better take my adviceYou blink more than twiceYou better have something in your eyeYou better have something in your eyeI give my baby all my money on paydayExcept the little she don't know that I gotCause there's a cute little waitressDown at the corner cafeAnd she seems to like me quite a lotWell, we were sittin' in this back boothYeah, havin' a talkAnd she's believin' every word that I saidWhere she's at, where she's at, where she's atAnd the door blew openAnd mama walked in yellin' loud enough to wake the deadWell, has anybody here seen sweet thing?I've got a notion he'll be headed this wayCause when the sweet thing's outTom Captain aroundHe finds a sandbox like this to playI want to tell all you barroom rosesCafe cutiesIf my sweet thing does happen byYou better take my adviceYou blink more than twiceYou better have something in your eyeYeah, you better take old mom's adviceYou blink more than twiceYou better have something in your eye