You’re sittin’ there and wonderin’ what it’s all about;
You ain’t got no money, they will put you out.
Why don’t you do right, like some other men do?
Get out of here and get me some money too.
If you had prepared twenty years ago,
You wouldn’t be a-wanderin’ from door to door.
Why don’t you do right, like some other men do?
Get out of here and get me some money too,
I fell for your jivin’ and I took you in;
Now all you got to offer me’s a drink of gin.
Why don’t you do right, like some other men do?
Get out of here and get me some money too.
(Why don’t you do right, like some other men do?
Like some other men do.)