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Talking to Myself

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Good Lord good Lord : send me an angel down
Can't spare you no angel : but I'll swear I'll send you a teasing brown

That new way of loving : mama it must be best
These here Georgia women : just won't let Mr Samuel rest

There was a crowd out on the corner : wondered who could it be
It weren't a thing : but the women trying to get to me

I even went down to the depot : with my suitcase in my hand
Crowd of womens all crying : Mr Samuel won't you be my man

My mama she told me : when I was a boy playing mumblepeg
Don't drink no black cow's milk : don't you eat no black hen's eggs

Black man give you a dollar : mama he won't think it nothing strange
A yellow man'll give you a dollar : but he'll want back ninety‑five cents change

You may call me a cheater : pretty boy I'll real treat you
But if you'll allow me a chance : I'll gnaw your backbone half in two

I took a trip out on the ocean : walked the sand of the deep blue sea
I found a crab with a shrimp : trying to do the shimmy‑shee

I want to tell you something mama : seem mighty doggone strange
You done mess around gal : and made me break my yo‑yo string

Honey I ain't going to be : your old work ox no more
You done mess around baby : and let your doggone ox get poor

My mama she got a mojo : believe she trying to keep it hid
Papa Samuel got something : to find that mojo with

I even heard a rumbling : deep down in the ground
It weren't a thing : but the women trying to run me down

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