Saturday, May 25, 2013

BEDTIME BLUES

BEDTIME BLUES
by Frank StokesDon't want no jealous-hearted woman makin' up my bed
She'll put something in the mattress, man, make you wish you was dead
She'll give you pains to your body, give you hurtin' all through your head
Now when you lay down at night, call your good friend by name
Now when you lay down at night, call your good friend by name
You don't like my treatment, you sure can make a change
And i looked at the sun and the sun was shinin' warm
And i looked at the sun and the sun was shiny warm
You never miss your good gal 'til you've got the train and gone
And you stood and cried, "What you want me to say to you?"
Hey, stood and cried, "What you want me to say to you?"
"I want you t'think 'bout the things, baby, that me and you used to do."
And then run here, baby, let's try the other hand
Hey, run here, baby, i said, "Let's try th'other hand"
I've had a troubled complaint, God, ever since i been your man
If the blues was whiskey, i'd stay drunk every day
If the blues was whiskey, i'd stay drunk every day
The last time i seen you, tried to make your getaway.
TRANSCRIBED by catherine yronwode (cat@luckymojo.com) 13 May 1998 

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