Roosevelt Sykes
Roosevelt Sykes - Single Tree Blues lyrics
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Hit my woman : with a singletree You might've heard her hollering : daddy don't you murder me Going to shoot you mama : going to cut you too Lord on account : of the old way you do Been sick and down babe : I'm getting up again Mmm : but *I'm blowed in the wind* Going away mama : coming here no more You know you shout at me : you throwed my trunk outdoor She's a good old gal : she do mess around She ain't there : she's all over town