Mama’s Angel Child Jack White

Tell me, what have I done?
Tell me, what have I done?
Tell me, what have I done?
I'm my Mama's baby child

I ain't got nobody that I can call my own
I ain't got nobody that I can call my own
I ain't got nobody that I can call my own
I'm my Mama's baby child

Some give me a nickel, some give me a dime
Some give me a nickel, some give me a dime
Some give me a nickel and some give me a dime
I'm my Mama's baby child

One day you'll be lonesome
Someday you'll be lonesome
One day you'll be lonesome when I'm gone far away
I'm my Mama's baby child

I knocked on that door, then I heard somebody roll
Knocked on that door, comes out of the rain and snow
Knocked on that door, I had nowhere to go
I'm my Mama's baby child

Packed in them hearses, all formed one line
Packed in them hearses, all formed one line
Packed in them hearses, all formed one line
Just to bury this last body of mine