Lyrics
I'm going to Newport News just to see Aunt Caroline Dye
I'm going to Newport News just to see Aunt Caroline Dye
(What you gone ask her, boy?)
She's a fortune-telling woman, oh, Lord, and she don't tell no lie
(I'm going to see her myself)
I'm going to Newport News, partner, catch a battleship across the dog-gone sea
I'm going to Newport News, catch a battleship across the dog-gone sea
Because bad luck and hard work, oh Lord, sure don't agree with me
Aunt Caroline Dye she told me, "Son, you don't have to live so rough"
(Yes)
Aunt Caroline Dye she told me, "Son, you don't have to live so rough
I'm gonna fix you up a mojo, oh, Lord, so you can strut your stuff"
(Go on and strut your stuff)
Aunt Caroline Dye she told me, "Son, these women don't treat you no good"
Aunt Caroline Dye she told me, "Son, these women don't treat you no good
(Yes'm, I know that)
So take my advice, and don't monkey with none in your neighborhood"
I am leaving in the morning. I don't want no one to feel blue
Yes, I'm leaving in the morning. I don't want no one to feel blue
(We're all leaving)
I'm going back to Newport News, and do what Aunt Caroline Dye told me to do
