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When My First Wife Left Me
Well, when my first wife left me
God knows put that on the road
Well, when my first wife left me
God knows put that on the road
Yeah you know since that day, now people
I've been sleeping on door to door
We ain't no (?) travellin' people
You know my clothes got paper thin
Ain't no (?) people
You know my clothes got paper thin
You know just said you want no man
When my baby take me back again
When my baby take me back again
God knows I won't leave my home no more
When my baby take me back again
God knows I won't leave my home no more
Yeah I just stand on my baby
And God knows I would settle down |
Short-Haired Woman
Tell 'em I ain't here
Yeah I don't want no woman
Because if her hair ain't no longer than mine
I don't want no woman
Because if her hair ain't no longer than mine
You know she ain't good for nothin' but trouble
That give you bad raps all the time
Yeah now I took my wife to the hair dresser
And this what the woman said
R.L. I can't dress the woman's hair
God knows that's a greasy head
And you know I told her
If her hair ain't no longer than mine
You know she ain't no good for nothin' but trouble
That give you bad raps all the time
Yeah now I took my girlfriend out one night
Said baby let's have some fun
Throw mama around and make a rat fall out her hair
Like one from a burnin down barn
You know I don't want
If her hair ain't longer than mine
Yeah no she ain't no good for nothin' but trouble
That gives you bad raps all the time |
Old Black Mattie
Poor Black Mattie ain't got a change in clothes
Girl got drunk, close that door
Poor Black Mattie ain't got change o' clothes
Girl got drunk, throwed her clothes outdoor
Goin' to Memphis, see the World's Fair
Reason I'm goin', baby, there
Goin' to Memphis, see the World's Fair
Reason I'm goin', know my baby there
Need no heater fireplace by my bed
Women I got cherry red
Need no heater fireplace by my bed
Woman I got, keep me cherry red
Woman I got, keep me cherry red
.44 Pistol
Well I wore my "Forty-four" so long
That it made my shoulder sore
Well I wore my "Forty-four" so long
That it made my shoulder sore
The woman I'm loving by the morning was no more
Got up so mad this morning
I don't know where in the world to go
Got up so mad this morning
I don't know where in the world to go
The woman I'm loving by the morning was no more |
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Fireman Ring The Bell
The _____ gonna whistle, the fireman he rang the bell
The _____ gonna whistle, the fireman he rang the bell
Lord I didn't have time to tell my baby fare thee well
I told my baby to go out lay on that tower
I told my baby to go out lay on that tower
Let nobody tear my playhouse down
Miss Glory B.
Oh Miss Glory B, Miss Glory B
You know somebody been talkin' 'bout poor me
Oh Miss Glory B, Miss Glory B
You know somebody been talkin' 'bout poor me
Yeah I don't bother nobody
But they all the time talkin' 'bout me
Yeah, you know I try to treat everybody right
My doorbell started ringin' in the morning
It rings all night, something wrong
Woman, I just can't see
Yeah, I don't bother nobody
But they're all time talkin' about me |
Peaches
Movin' to the country, gonna eat a lot of peaches
I'm movin' to the country, I'm gonna eat me a lot of peaches
I'm movin' to the country, I'm gonna eat a lot of peaches
Movin' to the country, I'm gonna eat a lot of peaches
Peaches come from a can, they were put there by a man
In a factory downtown
If I had my little way, I'd eat peaches everyday
Sun soaked in bowls just in the shade
Movin' to the country, I'm gonna eat a lot of peaches
Movin' to the country, I'm gonna eat a lot of peaches
I'm movin to the country, gonna eat a lot of peaches
Movin' to the country, gonna eat a lot of peaches
I took a little nap where the roots all twist
Squished a rotten peach in my fist
And dreamed about you woman
I poked my finger down inside, makin' a little room for a ant to hide
Nature's candy in my hand or can or a pie
Millions of peaches, peaches for me
Millions of peaches, peaches for free
Millions of peaches, peaches for me
Millions of peaches, peaches for free
Look Out!
Millions of peaches, peaches for me
Millions of peaches, peaches for free
Millions of peaches, peaches for me
Millions of peaches, peaches for free
Look Out! |
Death Bell Blues
Sound like to me I can hear this moaning people
Death bell ringing all in my head
Sound like to me I can hear this moaning people
Death bell ringing all in my head
Yeah I know that I was gonna leave on a chariot
Wonder what kind gonna take me away from here
Yeah my mama told me
My father told me too
Said one morning son that chariot coming for you
And I been wonderin' what kinda chariot, oh Lord gonna take me away from here
Yeah you know the life I been livin' people
Oh Lord for a good many year
Tell me the Lord will forgive like me
For most any ol' thing he do
Tell me the Lord will forgive like me
For most any ol' thing he do
Yeah, you know and I'm one of those kinds of people
I believe he will forgive me too |