Alberta Hunter — Bring It With You When You Come

[Verse] There's an old-fashioned preacher down in Alabama The people call him Elder Take-It-All There's a text that he features in a clever manner And it makes his congregation fall When he looked down over his specks They know that this is next: [Chorus] He hollers "Brothers, sisters, sinners, hypocrites Bring it with you when you come Give according to what you get But don't you bring me less than two bits 'Cause I've got a family that I have got to support And I must have my correct dram to clear my throat There's only one here that I'm gonna let go And that's that nice little sister in the very last row So brothers, sisters, everybody else You better bring it with you when you come" [Instrumental Break] [Chorus] I say brothers, sisters, sinners, hypocrites You better bring it with you when you come Just give according to what you get But don't you bring me less than two bits 'Cause I've got a family that I have got to support And I must have my correct dram to clear my throat There's only one here I'm gonna let go That nice little sister in the very last row So brothers, sisters, everybody else You better fetch it with you when you come