| With: Noah Lewis — harmonica
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| Jab Jones — piano & James 'Yank' Rachell — mandolin
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| Recorded: Memphis May 30st 1930 # 62 550−2
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| Gus Cannon And His Jug Stompers JSPCD3406
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| I said you were a dear sweet mama
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| But I ain’t gonna call you sweet, no mo'
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| Say you used to be a sweet mama
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| An I can’t call you sweet no mo'
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| An ev’ry time I come to yo' house
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| It’s a man standin' in your do'
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| I said I’m goin' up the country
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| Where the Southern done cross the Dog
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| I said I’m goin' in up the country
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| Where the Southern done cross the Dog
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| If you don’t see me tomorrow
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| You won’t have no man at all
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| Baby, If I had wings like a bullfrog on a pond
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| Lord, If I just had wings, mama
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| Like a bullfrog on a pond
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| I would ride right 'chere
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| And lie in sweet mama’s arms
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| Lord, said the blues just a rabbit
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| Runnin' for a solid mile
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| Said, the blues just a rabbit
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| Runnin' for a solid mile
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| Lord, that fool couldn’t catch him
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| And he sat right down and cried
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| I said, 'Look-a-here now, baby
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| There’s somethin' really worryin' me'
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| I said, 'Look-a-here, sweet mama
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| There’s something really worryed me'
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| You know my plan need a future
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| My old time used to be. |