BESSIE SMITH


Hard Driving Papa Lyrics (feat. Joe Smith & Fletcher Henderson)

Lord I wish I could die, 'cause my man treats me like a slave
Lord I wish I could die, my man treats me like a slave
As to why he drives me, I'm sinkin' low, Lord, in my grave

He's a hard drivin' papa, drives me all the time
Drives me so hard, I'm 'fraid I'll lose my mind
And when the sun starts sinkin', I start sinkin' into crime
Lord, I rise in the mornin', dress when the clock strikes four
I've a clock on one and scrubbin' somebody's floor
He takes all my money and starts to cry for more

I'm goin' to the river, feelin' so sad and blue
I'm goin' to the river, feelin' so sad and blue
Because I love him, 'cause there's no-one can beat me like he do

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Record Label(s): 1992 SONY BMG MUSIC ENTERTAINMENT
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