Oh listen, sister, I love my mister Man, and I can't tell you why There ain't no reason why I should love that man It must be sumpin' dat de angels done plan De chimbley's smokin', de roof is leakin' in But he don't seem to care He can be happy with jes' a sip of gin I even loves him when his kisses got gin Fish got to swim and birds got to fly I got to love man till I die Can't help lovin' that man of mine Tell me he's lazy, tell me he's slow Tell me I'm crazy, maybe, I know Can't help lovin' that man of mine When he goes away, that's a rainy day And when he comes back dat day is fine The sun will shine He can come home as late as can be Home without him ain't no home to me Can't help lovin' that man of mine