Standing on the corner, I didn't mean no harm
When a police come, he took me by the arm
Was down in Memphis, corner of Beale and Main
Said "hey big boy, you better tell me your name"
I said "you'll find my name on the back of my shirt
I'm a Tennessee hustler and I don't have to work"
Yo-de-lay-dee-oh de-lay-dee yo-de-lay-ee (approx.)
Come all you rounders, leave my woman alone
I'll take my special and run all you rounders home
My good girl love me, everybody knows
Spent a hundred cash dollars to buy me a suit of clothes
She come to the joint, forty-four in each hand
Said "step aside all you women and men
'Cause I'm looking for my man"