| Waters Ethel
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| Miscellaneous
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| Make Me a Pallet on the Floor
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| Who’s there?
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| It’s me, honey!
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| Get away from that door, get away from there!
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| Cruel daddy, please let me in
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| Say, broad, you got any money?
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| I ain’t got a cent to my name
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| Get away from there! |
| Get away from there!
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| Daddy, I’m so hungry I been out in the front yard eatin' that short grass
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| Well, broad, that’s too bad, really too bad you been out in the front yard
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| eatin' that short grass. |
| Go in the back yard where it’s longer
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| Um-hmm, that’s all right. |
| Remember, I knew you when you couldn’t eat,
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| and you wasn’t sick. |
| So won’t you listen to what I’ve got to say?
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| Well, hurry up, broad, I ain’t got but a few minutes!
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| I’ve roamed this town
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| Till my feet are sore;
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| I’m out and down
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| That’s why I’m at your door
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| Won’t you take me back, please, honey, do
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| But if you don’t want me no more
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| Here’s all I ask of you:
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| Don’t drive me, honey, from your door
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| Just make me a pallet on the floor;
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| Why, any kind of bed, so I can rest my weary head;
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| Oh, please take me in your arms once more
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| I’m just a lonesome rollin' stone
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| So tired of being all alone
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| If it’s for only one night, please, I ask you on my knees
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| To make me a pallet on the floor |