Jelly Roll Blues Lyrics

Jelly Roll Morton Jelly Roll Blues

I stood on the corner, my feet was dripping wet
I stood on the corner, my feet was dripping wet
I asked every man I met

Can't give me a dollar, give me a lousy dime
Can't give me a dollar, give me a lousy dime
Just to feed that hungry man of mine

I got a husband and I got a kid man too
I got a husband and I got a kid man too
My husband can't do what my kid man can do

I like the way he cook my cabbage for me
I like the way he cook my cabbage for me
Look like he set my natural soul free