Ma Rainey Last Minute Blues
Minutes seem like hours : hours seem like days
It seem like my daddy : won't stop his evil ways
Seem like every minute : is going to be my last
If I can't tell my future : I will tell my past
The brook runs into the river : river runs into the sea
If I don't run into daddy : somebody'll have to bury me
If anybody asks you : who wrote this lonesome song
Tell them you don't know the writer : but Ma Rainey put
it on
