Death is a dignitary who when he comes announced is to be received with formal manifestations of respect, even by those most familiar with him. Ambrose Bierce (1842-1914)
http://www.nikkershaw.net/albums/the-riddle/ - that album, which contains this track, released 19.10.1984.! Today we celebrate 32. anniversary of this issue :)
Well, that's all right, mama That's all right for you That's all right mama, just anyway you do Well, that's all right, that's all right. That's all right now mama, anyway you do
Mama she done told me, Papa done told me too 'Son, that gal your foolin' with, She ain't no good for you' But, that's all right, that's all right. That's all right now mama, anyway you do
I'm leaving town, baby I'm leaving town for sure Well, then you won't be bothered with Me hanging 'round your door Well, that's all right, that's all right. That's all right now mama, anyway you do