文本歌词

Talkin' To Myself - Blind Willie McTell
Good lord good lord send me an angel down
Can't spare you no angel but I'll sure send you a teasin' brown
That new way of lovin' mama it must be best
These a georgia women just won't let mr samuel rest
At the look crowds on out the corner wondered who could it be
It wasn't a thing but the women trying to get to me
Even I went down to the depot with my suitcase in my hand
Crowd of women runned crying mr samuel won't you be my man
My Mama she told me when I was a boy playin' mumble peg
Don't drink no black Don't drink no black cow's milk
Don't you eat no black hen's egg
Black Man give you a dollar mama he won't think its nothin' strange
Yellow a man will give a dollar but he'll want back ninety five cents change
They if call me cheater boy pretty I'll real cheat you
If allow me you a will chance I'll gnaw your backbone half in two
I Took a trip out on the ocean
The want sound of the deep blue sea
I found a crab a with swim trying to do the shimmy
I Want to tell you something mama seem mighty doggone strange
You done made me mess around gal and break my jojo string
I honey ain't gonna be the old work ox no more
You done 'mess around' let your doggone ox get hauled
My mama she got a mojo place try she to keep it hid
Papa samuel got something to find that mojo with
I even heard a rumblin' deep down in the ground
It Wasn't a thing but the women tryin' to run me down