I woke up this mornin', clock was striking fourI woke up this mornin’, clock was striking fourI was itchin' so bad, had to pack my things and goI run and said, "Hear this, babe, I'm goin’ cross-town to crash."Said, "Hear this, babe, I'm goin' cross-town to crashNow, if I don't quit itchin, babe, I won't be back."I'm gwine up on the mountain, I'm gonna root just like a hogGwine up on the mountain, root just like a hogI'm gonna drink muddy water, sleep in a hollow logMmm-mm-mm-hmmMmm-mm-mm-hmmI’m gonna drink muddy water, sleep in a hollow logI’m goin' to the river, sits right on the groundI’m goin' to the river, sits right on the groundIf I start itchin' too bad, jump overboard and drown
