- If your man get personal,
Want you to have your fun.
If your man get personal,
Want you to have your fun.
Best come on back to Friars Point, mama,
An' barrelhouse all night long.
I got women's in Vicksburg,
Clean on into Tennessee.
I got women's in Vicksburg,
Clean on into Tennessee.
But my Friars Point rider,
Now, hops all over me.
I ain't gon' to state no color,
But her front teeth crown' with gold.
I ain't gon' to state no color
But her front teeth is crown' with gold.
She got a mortgage on my body,
Now, and a lien on my soul.
Lord, I'm goin' to Rosedale,
Gon' take my rider by my side.
Lord, I'm goin' to Rosedale,
Gon' take my rider by my side:
We can still barrelhouse baby,
'Cause it's on the riverside.
Now you can squeeze my lemon
Till the juice run down my...
(spoken: 'til the juice rune down my leg, baby, you know what I'm talkin' about)
You can squeeze my lemon
Till the juice run down my bed.
(spoken: That's what I'm talkin' 'bout, now)
But I'm goin' back to Friars Point,
If I be rockin'to my en'.