minnie neal down in beale gave her papa the air left him cold got him told said she didn t care poor joe her beau looked just like he would die if you were near him you would hear him start his mournful cry beale street papa why don t you come back home it isn t proper to leave your mama all alone sometimes i was cruel that was true but papa you know mama never two times you ooh ooh i m blue so how come you do me like you do i m crying beale street papa don t mess around with me there s plenty of petting that i can get in tennessee i still get my sweet cookies constantly but not the kind you serve to me so beale street papa come back home so how come you do me like you do i m crying beale street papa don t mess around with me there s plenty of petting that i can get in tennessee i bought a rifle razor and a knife a postal card can t save my life so beale street papa come back home