14. STEALIN' STEALIN'

Stealing, stealing. Pretty mama, don't you tell on me.
I'm stealing back to my same old used-to-be.

Now, put your arms around me like the circle round the sun.
I want you to love me, mama, like my easy rider done.

If you don't believe I love you, look what a fool I've been.
If you don't believe I'm sinking, look what a hole I'm in.
Stealing, stealing, pretty mama, don't you tell on me.
I'm stealing back to my same old used-to-be.
I'm stealing, stealing. Pretty mama, don't you tell on me.
I'm stealing back to my same old used-to-be.

The woman I'm loving she's just my height and size.
She's a married woman come to see me sometimes.

If you don't believe I love you, look what a fool I've been.
If you don't believe I'm sinking, look what a hole I'm in.
I'm stealing, stealing. Pretty mama, don't you tell on me.
I'm stealing back to my same old used-to-be.
I'm stealing, stealing. Pretty mama don't you tell on me.
I'm stealing back to my same old used-to-be.

Stealing, stealing. Pretty mama don't you tell on me
I'm stealing back to my same old used-to-be.

[As recorded by the Memphis Jug Band, 1928, Jab Jones, lead vocalist.]