A man say I had something, look like new,
He want me to credit him for some of my stew,
Say he's goin' up the river, try to sell his stack,
He would pay me for my stuff, when the boat get back,

Now you can go on up the river, man and sell your sack,
You can pay me for my stew, when the boat get back.

I've got good stew, and it's got to be sold,
The price ain't high, I wanna get you told,

Go on up the river, man and sell your sack,
It'll be stew meat here, baby when the boat get back.

Now look here man, what you want me to do?
Give you my stew meat, and credit you too?

You go on up the river, try and sell your sack,
'Cause I have my stew meat here, when the boat get back.

I credit one man, it was to my sorrow,
It's cash today, credit tomorrow,

So hurry up the river, baby and try to sell your sack,
It's gonna be meat here, when that boat get back.

Now it's ashes to ashes, dust to dust,
You try my stuff one time, you can't get enough,

So go on up the river, man and sell your sack,
'Cause the stuff'll be here, baby when the boat get back.