Devil's Son-In-Law

I wonder where would you be now, little mama Baby, now you made my life a wreck And now where would you be, be? Mama, now you made my life a wreck Mama, now I'd rather have a rattlesnake Honey now, wrapped it 'round my neck When you used to love me, now little mama Mama, go clear down to my toes When you used to love me, baby Have it go clear down to my toes Well, well, the other way that I love you, mama Honey, now don't nobody know Now I've got eleven women And I got one little Indian squaw I say I got eleven women And I got one little Indian squaw Well, well, now that they come to see me I'm liable to be the devil's son-in-law Play it for me one time, pick it now, won't you?) Now, and if you take my little woman You can't keep her long Well now, if you take my little woman Well, now you can't keep her long Well, well, now, she will come running home Crying, "Daddy, now I done wrong" Baby, you will never catch special deliveries, mama Honey, directed to my chest Tell you now, you will never get special deliveries, mama Honey, directed to my chest Now, when I leave you now, little mama You will never see me back here again