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Black gal, she took a knife
Scared my brown to death
If I hadn't a-had my pistol
Think I would-a run, myself
Hadn't a had my pistol
'Spect I would-a run, myself
When you see me comin'
Heist yo' win-dow high
When you see me leavin'
Hang your head an cry
When you see me leavin'
Hang your head an cry
Now if I just had-a listened
What my ma-ma said
I would-a been at home, Lord
In my feather bed
I would have been at home, Lord
In my feather bed
Got a man, a new man
Kid-man on, yo' kid
Lord, she done got so boogied'
Don't try to keep it hid
She done got so boogied
Don't try to keep it hid
Now I got up this mo'nin
Blues all 'round my bed
I turned back my 'kiver'
Blues all in my bed
Turned back my 'kiver'
Blues all in my bed.