I ain’t got no use for your red rocking chair I ain’t got no sugar baby now No I ain’t got no honey baby now 
And it’s who’ll rock the cradle, and who’ll sing this song Who’ll be your honey when I’m gone Who’ll be your honey when I’m gone 
I’ll rock the cradle, and I’ll sing this song I’ll rock the cradle when you’re gone yes I’ll rock the cradle when you’re gone 
Laid her in the shade, gave her every dime I made What more could a poor boy do What more could a poor boy do 
I’ve done all I can do, said all I can say I’ll sing it to your mama next payday I’ll sing it to your mama next payday 
Some old rounder come along, took my sugar babe and gone And I ain’t got no sugar baby now No I ain’t got no honey baby now 
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