Saturday Blues Lyrics

Now you tell me, mama, do you think that's right,
You with your kid all day and run to me at night
With your kid all day and run to me at night
With your kid all day and run to me at night

Now my reg'lar woman stole my pocket change,
And my sometime woman won't do the same
And you better not let my reg'lar girl catch you here
Don't never let my reg'lar girl catch you here

'Cause t'ain't no tellin' hat she might do now,
She might cut you, she might shoot you, too
Now she might cut you, she might shoot you, too
Lord, she might cut you, she might shoot you, too

Now she's the meanest woman that I ever seen,
And when I asked her for water, gave me gasoline
Now asked her for water, gave me gasoline Lord, asked her for water, gave me gasoline

Now if you want your woman to look like the rest,
You supply her High Brown Powder and Palmer's Skin
Success
You supply her High Brown Powder, Palmer's Skin Success
Supply her High Brown Powder, Palmer's Skin Success

Now I got four or five puppies and got one shaggy
hound,
It takes all them dogs to run my womens down
It takes all them dogs to run my womens down
It takes all them dogs to run my womens down

Now I got four or five puppies and got one shaggy
hound,
It takes all them dogs to run my womens down
It takes all them dogs to run my womens down
It takes all them dogs to run my womens down

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