I’m de rough stuff of dark-town alley,
I’m de man dey hates to see.
I’m de rough stuff of dis alley,
But de womens all falls for me.
Lawd, Lawd, how dey hates me!
Lawd, Lawd, how dey swear!
Lawd, Lawd, how dey hates me!
Lawd, Lad, what-a mo’ do I care?
I Ain’t Done Nothin’
Went up to ’Lanta,