I wish I was an apple hanging from a tree
Out for all the sweet little men reaching out to me
Now swing it on home, big mama
Swing it on home, big mama
Run on home, big mama
He gonna marry you someday
Listen, everybody, what I got to say
Hope that when you hear this record I'll be in your home someday
Now swing it on home, big mama
Swing it on home, big mama
Swing it on home, big mama
He gonna marry you someday
Last year he plied a horse, this year he mule
Told me that he was going back home to get married to Julie
Swing it on home, big mama
Swing it on home, big mama
Swing it on home, big mama
He gonna marry you someday
We don't plant no cotton, not even tomatoes
All they plant down in my hometown is candy and potatoes
Swing it on home, big mama
Swing it on home, big mama
Run on home, big mama
He gonna marry you someday
Now hey, everybody, I hope you like our playing
When you see Buddy Guy, this is what he's saying
Run on home, big mama
Swing it on home, big mama
Run on home, big mama
He gonna marry you someday
Now swing it on home, big mama
Run on home, big mama
Swing it on home, big mama
He gonna marry you someday