Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Pistol Slapper Blues, artist - Blind Boy Fuller. Album song Complete Recorded Works, Vol. 4, 1937-1938, in the genre Блюз
Date of issue: 05.11.2019
Record label: Limitless Int
Song language: English
Pistol Slapper Blues |
I can tell my dog |
Anywhere I hear him bark |
Well I can tell my rider |
If I feel her in the dark |
Your a cold, blooded mother |
When you want me out your way |
Well that’s alright mama |
You gonna need my help someday |
And you say, you gonna put me |
Down in my lonesome grave |
Girl you must remember |
I once had been your slave |
Well, I feel like snapping |
My pistol in your face |
Let some brown skinned woman |
Come and fill your place |
You know you didn’t want me |
When you were stretched out across my bed |
Drinkin' moonshine whisky |
And talking all outta your head |
Gimme the money baby |
I’ll catch that train and go |
You don’t have to kill me |
Cos you don’t want me no more |
Cos you don’t want me no more |
You give me the money baby |
I’ll catch that train and go |
Now if you see my rider |
Tell I said bring it home |
I ain’t had no loving |
Since my girl been gone |
Ain’t but two kinda people |
In this world that I can’t stand |
Well that’s a lying woman |
And a monkey man |