Nappy Head Blues Lyrics

Bobby Grant Nappy Head Blues

When you hear me walking turn your lamp down low
Then turn it so your man'll never know

Going to buy me a bed and it shine like a morning sun
When I get to bed it rock like a Cadillac car

Your head is nappy your feet so mamlish long
And you move like a turkey coming through the mamlish
corn

I done told you I loved you what more can I do
And you must a‑want me to lay down and die for you