THAT THING'S A MESS
As recorded by Kansas City Kitty and Georgia Tom, 1930.

Run here, daddy; I want to show you what I got.
Can't stand you searchin' 'cause it sure is hot.

CHORUS: That thing's a mess.
I mean, that thing's a mess!
Ain't no need o' talkin'; that thing's mess to me.

It aint the worst; it ain't the best.
Ah, but you sure do handle it with a great success.

It aint old-time; it's right up to date.
Ought to come here and see it operate.

? I can't tell.
You can tell it's good by the way it smells.

Run here, sweet daddy; put your arms around my waist.
Come up and get yourself a little taste.

Let me put my hand on it, move it about.
It done got hot; now it's runnin' out.

Don't you let that ? rule you.
Ah, but it makes me feel so peculiar.

You understand me; I know you will.
This thing we talkin' 'bout's a liquor still.