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Table Of Content (25 songs, 10 soundclips)

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* Any Woman's Blues
* Bama Bound Blues
* Blues Ain't Nothin' Else But!
* Booze Crazy Man Blues
* Broadcasting Blues
* Cherry Picking Blues
Chicago Monkey Man Blues
Coffin Blues
Death Letter Blues
* Fogyism
* Four Day Creep
Give Me A Break Blues
* Graveyard Dream Blues

Hard Times Blues
* Ida Cox's Lawdy Lawdy Blues
* Last Mile Blues
* Lovin' Is The Thing I'm Wild About
* One Hour Mama
Pink Slip Blues
* Rambling Blues
Seven Day Blues
Take Him Off My Mind
* Wild Women Don't Have The Blues
Worn Down Daddy
You Stole My Man

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Any Woman's Blues

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by Lovie Austin
recording of June 1923

from Complete Recorded Works, Vol. 1 (1923) (Document 5322), copyright notice

My man ain't acting right
He stays out late at night
But still he says he loves no one but me
But if I find the gal
That's trying to steal my pal
I'll get her told, just you wait and see
I feel so blue, don't know what to do
Every woman in my place is bound to feel blue too

Lord, I love my man better than I love myself
I love my man better than I love myself
And if he don't have me, he sure won't have nobody else

My man's got teeth like a lighthouse in the sea
My man's got teeth like a lighthouse in the sea
And every time he smiles, he throws his light on me

His voice sounds like chimes, I mean the organ kind
His voice sounds like chimes, I mean the organ kind
And every time he speaks, it's music to my troubled mind

I'm gonna buy myself a graveyard of my own
I'm gonna buy myself a graveyard of my own
Gonna kill somebody if they don't let my man alone

 

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Bama Bound Blues

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by Ida Cox / Lovie Austin
recording of June 1923
from
Complete Recorded Works, Vol. 1 (1923) (Document 5322), copyright notice

Mister engineer, please turn your train around
Mister engineer, please turn your train around
I believe to my soul, my man is Bama1 bound

Take me back daddy, try me one more time
Take me back daddy, try me one more time
And if I don't please you, break my neck for trying

But the train passed by with my daddy on the inside
The train passed by with my daddy on the inside
I could do nothing but hang my head and I cried

My mama told me, my papa told me too
My mama told me, my papa told me too
Some brownskin man is going to be the death of you

I'm Bama bound, ain't got no railroad fare
I'm Bama bound, ain't got no railroad fare
If the blues don't leave me, I'll walk the railroad there

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Note 1: Bama, Alabama.

 

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Blues Ain't Nothin' Else But!


by
recording of April 1924
from
Complete Recorded Works, Vol. 2 (1924-1925) (Document 5323), copyright notice

Oh the blues ain't nothin' but your lover on your mind
Oh the blues ain't nothin' but your lover on your mind
The man that keeps you worried, and always cryin'

Oh the blues ain't nothin' but a good woman wanting to see her man
Oh the blues ain't nothin' but a good woman wanting to see her man
She can't get when she want him, gotta catch him when she can

Oh the blues ain't nothin' but a slow achin' heart disease
Oh the blues ain't nothin' but a slow achin' heart disease
Just like consumption, it kills you by degrees

Oh the blues ain't nothin' but a woman that cries night and day
Oh the blues ain't nothin' but a woman that cries night and day
Cryin' about her lover, another woman took him away

Oh papa papa papa, mama done gone mad
Oh papa papa papa, mama done gone mad
Oh the blues ain't nothin' but a good woman feelin' bad

 

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Booze Crazy Man Blues


by
recording of July 1928
from
Complete Recorded Works, Vol. 4 (1927-1938) (Document 5325), copyright notice

Daddy oh sweet daddy, please don't drive me away
Daddy oh sweet daddy, please don't drive me away
I love you sweet papa, please let your mama stay

Don't let your whiskey, drive away your only friend
Don't let your whiskey, drive away your only friend
You know I've stuck with you, sweet daddy through thick and thin

I've worked so hard for you, till morning I was almost dead
I've worked so hard for you, till morning I was almost dead
Just for daddy to have, some place to lay his weary head

But now, I'm bein' treated like a slave
But now, I'm bein' treated like a slave
Your goin' to let bad whiskey carry you to your grave

 

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Broadcasting Blues


by
recording of July 1928
from
Complete Recorded Works, Vol. 4 (1927-1938) (Document 5325), copyright notice

Mister radio announcer, please listen to my plea
Mister radio announcer, please listen to my plea
Tune in on your radio, and find my man for me

I think you might find him, walking down some lonely road
I think you might find him, walking down some lonely road
Please call him for me, move my heart this heavy load

Call every station, call every ship at sea
Call every station, call every ship at sea
'Cause I'll give the world, to get him back to me

I walked the floor, till I worn out all my shoes
I walked the floor, till I worn out all my shoes
Announce to the world, I've got those broadcasting blues

 

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Cherry Picking Blues


by Ida Cox
recording of July 1924
from
Complete Recorded Works, Vol. 2 (1924-1925) (Document 5323), copyright notice

Come here pretty papa, sit down on your mama's knee
Come here pretty papa, sit down on your mama's knee
I don't want to tell you how you have mistreated me

You leave me after supper and you don't come home till morn'
You leave me after supper and you don't come home till morn'
You'll come home some morning and find your cherry tree gone

You can't slip back to your brownskin, I mean your used-to-be
You can't slip back to your brownskin, I mean your used-to-be
I know you're crazy 'bout your cherry pie but you can't two-time1 me

I've got my trunk all packed and I'm going to leave this town
I've got my trunk all packed and I'm going to leave this town
Goodbye little papa, another man has cut your cherry tree down

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Note 1: two-time me, to betray (a spouse or lover) by secret lovemaking with another.

 

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Chicago Monkey Man Blues

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by
recording of 1924
from
Complete Recorded Works, Vol. 2 (1924-1925) (Document 5323), copyright notice

I'm goin' to Chicago, sorry but I can't take you
Yes I'm goin' to Chicago, sorry but I can't take you
'Cause there's nothin' on State Street, that a monkey man can do

I've got a monkey man here, a monkey man over there
I've got a monkey man here, a monkey man over there
If monkey men were money, I'd be a Chicago millionaire

I've got fourteen men now, I only want one more
I've got fourteen men now, and I only want one more
As soon as I can get one, I'll let these fourteen go

Now I'm goin' tell you, like the day goes so must you
Now I'm goin' tell you, like the day goes so must you
When you nobody no money, mama can no usin' you

I can take my monkey men, and stand them all in line
I can take my monkey men, and stand them all in line
Anybody can count them, one, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight times

 

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Coffin Blues


by
recording of September 15 1925, Chicago, Illinois

from Complete Recorded Works, Vol. 3 (1925-1927) (Document 5324), copyright notice

Daddy, oh daddy won't you answer me please?
Daddy, oh daddy won't you answer me please?
All day I stood by your coffin tryin' to give my poor heart ease

I run1 my hands over your head and whispered in your ear
I run1 my hands over your head and whispered in your ear
And I wonder if you know that your mama is near

You told me that you love me and I believe what you said
You told me that you love me and I believe what you said
And I wish that I could fall here across your coffin dead

When I left the undertaker, I couldn't help but cry
When I left the undertaker, I couldn't help but cry
And it hurt me so bad, to tell the man I love goodbye

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Note 1: run, alternate text "rubbed".

 

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Death Letter Blues

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by Ida Cox / Jessy Crump
recording of October 31 1939, New York

from probably I Can't Quit My Man (Affinity 1015), copyright notice

I received a letter that my man was dyin'
I received a letter that my man was dyin'
I caught the first plane and went home flyin'

When I got there the folks had gathered around
When I got there the folks had gathered around
His eyes was set and his face was full of frowns

He wasn't dead but he was slowly dyin'
He wasn't dead but he was slowly dyin'
And to think of him I just can't help from cryin'

I followed my daddy to the buryin' ground
I followed my daddy to the buryin' ground
I watched the pall bearers slowly let him down

That was the last time I saw my daddy's face
That was the last time I saw my daddy's face
Mama love you sweet papa but I wish I could take your place

 

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Fogyism

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by
recording of July 1928
from
Complete Recorded Works, Vol. 4 (1927-1938) (Document 5325), copyright notice

Why do people believe in some old sign?
Why do people believe in some old sign?
To hear a hoot owl holler, someone is surely dyin'

Some will break a mirror, cry bad luck for seven years
Some will break a mirror, cry bad luck for seven years
And if a black cat crosses them, they'll break right down in tears

To dream of muddy water, trouble is knockin' at your door
To dream of muddy water, trouble is knockin' at your door
Your man is sure to leave you, and never return no more

When your man come home evil, tell you you are getting old
When your man come home evil, tell you you are getting old
That's a true sign he's got someone else bakin' his jelly roll

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Note: foyism, fogy, a person with old-fashioned ideas.

 

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Four Day Creep


by Ida Cox
recording of 19
from
Complete Recorded Works, Vol. 4 (1927-1938) (Document 5325), copyright notice

When you lose your money don't lose your mind
When you lose your money don't lose your mind
When you lose your good man please don't mess with mine

And I'm gonna buy me a bulldog to watch my man while he sleeps
I'm gonna buy me a bulldog to watch my man while he sleeps
Men are so doggone crooked, afraid he might make a four day creep1

Girls I'm gonna tell you this, ain't gonna tell you nothin' else
Girls I'm gonna tell you this, ain't gonna tell you nothin' else
Any woman's a fool who thinks she's got a whole man by herself

But if you got a good man and don't want him taken away from you
Girls if you got a good man and don't want him taken away from you
Don't ever tell your friend woman what your man can do

Lord Lord I'm getting up in years
Lordy Lordy Lordy I'm getting up in years
But mama ain't too old to shift her gears

And I'm a big fat mama, got the meat shakin' on my bones
I'm a big fat mama, got the meat shakin' on my bones
And every time I shake, some skinny gal loses her home

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Note 1: four day creep, or 'fore (from: before) day creep, to betray one's wife or lover with another lover.

 

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Give Me A Break Blues


by
recording of 1927

from Complete Recorded Works, Vol. 4 (1927-1938) (Document 5325), copyright notice

Give me a break papa, don't throw your sweet mama down
Give me a break papa, don't throw your sweet mama down
You treated me so mean, ain't you tired of doggin' me 'round?

There was a time when nobody wanted you but me
There was a time when nobody wanted you but me
You didn't have no friends, you were poor and hungry as could be

I took you up and fed you, give you a nice home too
I took you up and fed you, give you a nice home too
That's why I can't understand why you treat me dirty like you do

Now I'm sad and lonely, feel mistreated and blue
Now I'm sad and lonely, feel mistreated and blue
Won't you give me a break papa, like I gave you?

 

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Graveyard Dream Blues

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by Ida Cox
recording of June 1923
from
Complete Recorded Works, Vol. 1 (1923) (Document 5322), copyright notice

Blues on my mind, blues all around my bed
Blues on my mind, blues all around my bed
Had a dream last night the man I love was dead

I went to the graveyard, fell down on my knees
I went to the graveyard, fell down on my knees
I asked the gravedigger to give me back my good man please

The gravedigger looked me in my eye
The gravedigger looked me in my eye
Said, "Sorry for you lady, your man's said his last goodbye"

 

 

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Hard Time Blues

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by Ida Cox
recording of October 31 1939

from probably I Can't Quit My Man (Affinity 1015), copyright notice

I never seen such a real hard times before
I never seen such a real hard times before
The wolf keeps walkin' all 'round my door

They howl all night and they moan till the break of day
They howl all night and they moan till the break of day
They seem to know my good man's gone away

I can't go outside to my grocery store
I can't go outside to my grocery store
I ain't got no money and my credit don't go no more

Won't somebody please try and find my man for me
Won't you please try and find my man for me
Tell him I'm broke and hungry, lonely as I can be

If he didn't like my potatoes, why did he dig so deep
If he didn't like my potatoes, why did he dig so deep
In his mama's potato patch, five and ten times a week?

 

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Ida Cox's Lawdy Lawdy Blues


by Ida Cox
recording of July 1923
from
Complete Recorded Works, Vol. 1 (1923) (Document 5322), copyright notice

Tell me pretty daddy, what's the matter now
Tell me pretty daddy, what's the matter now
Aw, you're trying to quit me and you don't know how

I'd rather be dead, buried in the sea
I'd rather be dead, buried in the sea
Than have the man I love say he don't want me

Lawd, Lawd, Lawd, Lawd, Lawd, Lawd
Lawd, Lawd, Lawdy, Lawdy, Lawd
Oh, the man I love treats me like a dog

I'd rather see my coffin come rolling in my door
I'd rather see my coffin come rolling in my door
Than hear the man I love say. "I don't want you no more"

 

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Last Mile Blues


by Ida Cox / Jessy Crump / Glascoe(?)
recording of December 20, 1940, New York
from probably
I Can't Quit My Man (Affinity 1015), copyright notice

You wonder why I'm grievin' and feelin' blue?
All I do is moan and cry
With me you'd be in sympathy if you only knew
And here's the reason why:

Have you heard what that mean old judge has done to me?
He told the jury not to let my man go free
There I stood with my heart so full of misery
He must die on the gallows, that was the court's decree

I walked the floor until his time was through
The judge he said, "There's nothin' you can do"
He must die on the gallows, by his neck be hung
He must pay with his life when that there trap is sprung

He refused folks to talk until it was too late
He gave his life to satisfy the State
When they pull the black cap over my daddy's face
Lord I beg the sheriff to let me take his place

Now everyday I seem to see that news
I cry to hide my tears but what's the use?
Thirteen steps with his lovin' arms bound to his side
With a smile on his face that's how my daddy died

 

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Lovin' Is The Thing I'm Wild About

soundclip


by Ida Cox / Lovie Austin
recording of June 1923
from
Complete Recorded Works, Vol. 1 (1923) (Document 5322), copyright notice

Love me daddy, love me all the time
Love me until I pass away
I'm just wild about my loving
Love me night and day
I used to have an old man who never did like loving
That man was not my kind
I found someone who likes loving like me
And you can pass my house and hear me crying

I want a man to be real nice to me and call me mama, I say mama
I don't want no man if he can't call me mama, I say mama
He's got to be nice and kind
Got to love me all the time
And when he starts loving all you can hear me saying
Oh papa, please your mama
Lord, I want a man I can play with all night long
I want a man to take back round to my mama's home
And when he loves me in that oldfashioned way
I don't mind dying everyday
Because lovin', lovin' is the thing I'm just wild about

I want a man that I can play with all night long
I want a man to take back round to my mama's home
And when he loves me in that oldfashioned way
I don't mind dying every day
Because lovin', lovin' is the thing I'm just wild about

 

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One Hour Mama


by Ida Cox
recording of 31 October 1939, New York
from probably
I Can't Quit My Man (Affinity 1015), copyright notice

I've always heard that haste makes waste
So I believe in takin' my time
The highest mountain can't be raced
It's something you must slowly climb
I want a slow and easy man
He needn't ever take the lead
'Cause I work on that longtime plan
And I ain't a-lookin' for no speed

I'm a one hour mama
So no one minute papa
Ain't the kind of man for me
Set your alarm clock papa
One hour, that's proper
Then love me like I like to be

I don't want no lame excuses
'Bout my lovin' bein' so good
That you couldn't wait no longer
Now I hope I'm understood

I'm a one hour mama
So no one minute papa
Ain't the kind of man for me

I can't stand no greenhorn lover
Like a rookie goin' to war
With a load of big artillery
But don't know what it's for

He's got to bring me a reference
With a great long pedigree
And must prove he's got endurance
Or he don't mean that to me

I don't like no crowin' rooster
What just kicks a lick or two
Action is the only booster
Of just what my man can do

I don't want no imitation
My requirements ain't no joke
Cause I've got pure indignation
For a guy what's lost his stroke

I'm a one hour mama
So no one minute papa
Ain't the kind of man for me
Set your alarm clock papa
One hour, that's proper
Then love me like I like to be

I may want love for one hour
Then decide to make it two
Takes an hour before I get started
Maybe three 'fore I'm through

I'm a one hour mama
So no one minute papa
Ain't the kind of man for me

 

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Pink Slip Blues


by Porter Grainger
recording of October 31 1939

from probably I Can't Quit My Man (Affinity 1015), copyright notice

One day every week, I prop myself at my front door
One day every week, I prop myself at my front door
And the police force couldn't move me 'fore that mail man blow

'T'was a little white paper Uncle Sam had done addressed to me
'T'was a little white paper Uncle Sam had done addressed to me
It meant one more week, one week of sweet prosperity

But bad news got to spreading, and my poor hair started turning grey
But bad news got to spreading, and my poor hair started turning grey
'Cause Uncle Sam started chopping, cutting thousands off the W.P.A.1

Just a little pink slip, in a long white envelope
Just a little pink slip, in a long white envelope
Was the end of my road, was the last ray of my only hope

After four long years, Uncle Sam done put me on the shelf
After four long years, Uncle Sam done put me on the shelf
'Cause that little pink slip means you got to go for yourself

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Note 1: W.P.A., Works Projects Administration, set up in the 1930's as part of President Roosevelt's "New Deal" to combat unemployment by providing jobs in public works like highways, dams, levee's, bridges etc.).

 

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Rambling Blues


by
recording of August 1925

from from Complete Recorded Works, Vol. 3 (1925-1927) (Document 5324), copyright notice

Early this morning, the blues came walking in my room
Early this morning, the blues came walking in my room
I said, "Blues, please tell me what you are doing here so soon?"

The looked at me and smiled but yet, they refused to say
The looked at me and smiled but yet, they refused to say
Asked the again, the they turned and walked away

Blues oh, blues, you know you've been here before
Blues oh, blues, you know you've been here before
The last time you were here you made me cry and walk the floor

 

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Seven Day Blues

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by
recording of 1927

from Complete Recorded Works, Vol. 4 (1927-1938) (Document 5325), copyright notice

Every Monday mornin', people just a worry full day
Every Monday mornin', people just a worry full day
I think about my daddy, who's many miles away

Every Tuesday mornin', whiskey is all I crave
Every Tuesday mornin', whiskey is all I crave
The blues and booze are goin' to carry me to my grave

Wednesdays and Thursdays, I try to wear the blues away
Wednesdays and Thursdays, I try to wear the blues away
But when you get 'em about your daddy, they really come to stay

Every Friday people, is always my bad luck day
Every Friday people, is always my bad luck day
That's the day my man packed up and went away

I woke up Saturday mornin', tryin' to find my man
I woke up Saturday mornin', tryin' to find my man
I ain't got nobody to lend me a helpin' hand

 

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Take Him Off My Mind


by Porter Grainger
recording of October 31 1939

from probably I Can't Quit My Man (Affinity 1015), copyright notice

I've cried and I worries, all night I lays and groan
I've cried and I worries, all night I lays and groan
I used to weigh two hundred, now I'm down to skin and bones

It's all about my man, who has always kicked and dogged me around
It's all about my man, who's always kicked and dogged me around
I've tried my best to kill him, but when I do my love comes down

I've gone to the gypsy, and beggin' on my bended knees
I've gone to the gypsy, beggin' on my bended knees
That man put somethin' on me, oh won't you take it off me please

It starts at my forehead and goes clean on down to my toes
It starts at my forehead and goes clean on down to my toes
Oh how I've suffered gypsy, nobody but the good Lord knows

So fix him for me gypsy, lay your money on the line
Just fix him for me gypsy, I lay your money on the line
Just fix him so he will love me, but please take him off my mind

 

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Wild Women Don't Have The Blues

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by Ida Cox
recording of July 1924
from
Complete Recorded Works, Vol. 2 (1924-1925) (Document 5323), copyright notice

I hear these women raving 'bout their monkey men
About their trifling1 husbands and their no good friends
These poor women sit around all day and moan
Wondering why their wandering papa's don't come home
But wild women don't worry, wild women don't have no blues

Now when you've got a man, don't never be on the square
'Cause if you do he'll have a woman everywhere
I never was known to treat no one man right
I keep 'em working hard both day and night
'Cause wild women don't worry, wild women don't have their blues

I've got a disposition and a way of my own
When my man starts kicking I let him find another home
I get full of good liquor, walk the streets all night
Go home and put my man out if he don't act right
Wild women don't worry, wild women don't have their blues

You never get nothing by being an angel child
You better change your ways and get real wild
I wanna tell you something, I wouldn't tell you a lie
Wild women are the only kind that really get by
'Cause wild women don't worry, wild women don't have their blues

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Note 1: trifling, to talk in a jesting or mocking manner or with intent to delude or mislead. Also, to treat someone or something as unimportant.

 

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Worn Down Daddy


by
recording of 1927

from Complete Recorded Works, Vol. 4 (1927-1938) (Document 5325), copyright notice

The time has come for us to part
I ain't goin' to cry, it won't break my heart
'Cause I'm through with you, and I hope you don't feel hurt

You're a like an old horse shoe, that's had its day
You're like an old shoe, I must go away
I'm through with you, and I hope you don't feel hurt

You're like an old ship, that sprung a leak
You ain't young no more, and your loving is weak
Now you know I'm through with you, and I hope you don't feel hurt

You ain't got no money, you are down and broke
You're just an old has-been, like a worn-out joke
Say I'm through with you, and I hope you don't feel hurt

 

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You Stole My Man


by
recording of 1927

from Complete Recorded Works, Vol. 4 (1927-1938) (Document 5325), copyright notice

Old pal, old pal, you stole my man away
Old pal, old pal, you stole my man away
But that's all right, I'll get him back some day

You stole my man, between midnight and day
You stole my man, between midnight and day
Yes, I bet you old pal, I still will make you pay

Why should you have, a daddy of your own
Why should you have, a daddy of your own
Old pal, old pal, you better let my man alone

Now you says, true friends should understand
Old pal, you said, true friends should understand
But that's no sign we should take each other's man

 

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