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Long Tall Mama Blues
Jimmie Rodgers Lyrics


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I got a little mama, got a long tall mama, too
I got a little mama, got a long tall mama, too
I ain't a-gonna tell my little mama what my long tall mama can do

She rub my back with alcohol, just to cure my cough
She rub my back with alcohol, just to cure my cough
Lord, I like to broke my neck, trying to let the alcohol out

(Pick that thing boy! Pick it!)

When it comes meal time, I can't eat a bite
When it's meal time, Lord, I can't eat a bite
Wond'ring which mama is gonna be just too tight

My little mama is good, but she's too darned stout
My little mama's good, Lordy, but she's too darned stout
She puts ashes in her bed, just to keep from slippin' out

If you treat a woman rough, it makes her hang around
Brother, treat 'em rough, they'll always hang around
She comes right back for mo', with her little head bowed down

I'm a square-shootin' papa, one of the do-right kind
I'm a square-shootin' papa, one of the do-right kind
All my women love me, 'cause I'm always there on time

Overall Meaning

The song "Long Tall Mama Blues" by Jimmie Rodgers is a classic blues song about the singer's two women - his little mama and his long tall mama. Throughout the song, the singer compares the two women and makes it clear that he's not going to tell his little mama what his long tall mama can do. The long tall mama is portrayed as strong and capable, rubbing the singer's back with alcohol to cure his cough, while the little mama is good but too stout to be comfortable in bed. The singer is conflicted about which woman to choose, wondering which one will be "just too tight" at mealtime.


Line by Line Meaning

I got a little mama, got a long tall mama, too
I have two women in my life, one short and one tall.


I ain't a-gonna tell my little mama what my long tall mama can do
I won't tell my short woman about the actions of my tall woman.


She rub my back with alcohol, just to cure my cough
My tall woman rubs alcohol on my back to treat my cough.


Lord, I like to broke my neck, trying to let the alcohol out
The rubbing of my back with alcohol is so intense that it feels almost painful trying to relieve it.


When it comes meal time, I can't eat a bite
I lose my appetite when it's time to eat.


Wond'ring which mama is gonna be just too tight
I'm unsure of which woman is going to cook too much food.


My little mama is good, Lordy, but she's too darned stout
My short woman is nice, but too heavyset.


She puts ashes in her bed, just to keep from slippin' out
She sleeps with ashes in her bed to prevent her from sliding out during the night.


Brother, treat 'em rough, they'll always hang around
If you treat women poorly, they will stick around regardless.


She comes right back for mo', with her little head bowed down
She always comes back for more, with her head lowered.


I'm a square-shootin' papa, one of the do-right kind
I am a good guy, always doing the right thing.


All my women love me, 'cause I'm always there on time
All the women in my life appreciate me because I am punctual and reliable.




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@dennisneely571

Sum of the best music I've ever heard

@lornebain3831

Still good music.....

@DCronk-qc6sn

Jimmie was a player....

@timtime9167

Dude and a rounder. First American super star and rebel.

@kristiskeie

Yea love it!

@escatebbs3630

Love this song JR was simply the very best.

@eunicedeas1648

E er

@giovanniiorio2170

Ty for posting! Can someone write the lyrics? Please

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