Don't Let Your Deal Go Down

Now, I've been all around this whole wide world,
I've been down to Memphis, Tennessee
And it's any old place I hang my hat
Is home, sweet home to me.

Chorus:
Don't let your deal go down (x3)
'Fore my last gold dollar is gone.

Now, I left my little girl crying,
Standing in the door
She throwed her arms around my neck,
Saying, ""Honey, don't you go.""

Now, I've been all around this whole wide world,
Done most everything
I've played cards with the King and the Queen,
The ace, the eight, or the trey.

Now, where did you get them high-top shoes,
Dress you wear so fine?
I got my shoes from a railroad man,
And my dress from a driver in the mine.

Who's gonna shoe your pretty white feet
Who's gonna glove your hand
Who's gonna kiss your lily white cheeks
Who's gonna be your man?

Now, Papa may shoe my pretty white feet
Mama can glove my hand
She can kiss my lily white cheeks
Till you come back again.