Lyrics Don't Forget (It) - Blind Willie McTell, Curley Weaver

Don't Forget (It)

Yeah Hello Central give me 2−8-9
I wants to talk to that little angel of mine
Y’hello sugar bunch is this you?
called you to find out what you’re goin-a do
you left your daddy early in the fall
don’t come back now don’t you come back at all
I love you sugar I swear that’s true
don’t want your papa then the hell with you
don’t forget it, don’t forget it
please answer lil angel, tell me what you’re goin-a do
I hate to tell it on the telephone
done got tired of lingerin' all alone
days are lonesome and the nights get long
ain’t had no right lovin' since you been gone
don’t forget it, don’t forget it
please answer hot mama, tell me what you’re going-a do
sweet and slow
shake me sugar mama til i don’t wanna go
an' don’t forget it, don’t forget it
please answer hot mama, tell me what you’re going-a do
play it
gotta put your arms around me like a circle round the sun
stop and think fast i want my lovin done
take time sugar and ease my misery
get right talk baby talk to me
don’t forget it, don’t forget it
please answer hot mama, tell me what you’re going-a do
y’know this is about the last thing i’ve gotta say
hang up the receiver and be on your way
hurry home woman and love me with a thrill
if you don’t some other woman will
don’t forget it, don’t forget it
please answer pretty mama, tell me what you’re going-a do