Saturday Blues ISHMAN BRACEY (1928) Now you tell me, mama Do you fake disguise Kid wit you, hid all day Run to me at night Wit yo kid all day An run to me at night Wit yo kid all day An run to me at night Now, my big love woman Tote my pocket change And my, sometimes woman Wont do the same An you better not let my Angel catch you here Dont never let my Angel catch you here Cause its aint no tellin What she might do Now, an she might cut you And she might shoot you, too Now, an she might cut you She might shoot you, too Lord, she might cut you She might shoot you, too Now, shes the meanest woman That Ive ever seen And when I ask for water Gave me gasoline Now, I asked her for water Gave me gasoline Lord, an asked for water Gave me gasoline Now, if you want yo woman To look like the rest You buy her high-brown powder Palmers Skin Success You buy her high-brown powder Palmer Skin Success Buy her high-brown powder Palmer Skin Success Now, Ive got four, five puppies An got one shaggy hound It takes all them dogs To run my women down It takes all them dogs to Run my women down six for them dogs to Run my women down Now, just four, five puppies An got one shaggy hound It takes all them dogs To run my women down It takes all them dogs to Run my women down Takes four a-them dogs to Run my women down. youtube/watch?v=i_oWQZ4mLMs
Posted on: Sat, 23 Nov 2013 09:30:45 +0000
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