(Lyrics) If your man get personal, want you to have your fun If your man get personal, want you to have your fun Best come on back to Friars Point, mama, and barrelhouse all night long I got womens in Vicksburg, clean on into Tennessee I got womens in Vicksburg, clean on into Tennessee But my Friars Point rider, now, hops all over me I aint gon to state no color but her, front teeth crowned with gold I aint gon to state no color but her, front teeth is crowned with gold She got a mortgage on my body, now, and a lien on my soul Lord, Im goin to Rosedale, gon take my Rheta by my side Lord, Im goin to Rosedale, gon take my Rheta by my side We can still barrelhouse baby, on the riverside Now you can squeeze my lemon til the juice run down my… (spoken: til the juice rune down my leg, baby, you know what Im talkin about) You can squeeze my lemon til the juice run down my leg (spoken: Thats what Im talkin bout, now) But Im goin back to Friars Point, if I be rockinto my head