Single Tree Blues Lyrics

Roosevelt Sykes Single Tree Blues

Hit my woman : with a singletree
You might've heard her hollering : daddy don't you murder
me

Going to shoot you mama : going to cut you too
Lord on account : of the old way you do

Been sick and down babe : I'm getting up again
Mmm : but *I'm blowed in the wind*

Going away mama : coming here no more
You know you shout at me : you throwed my trunk outdoor

She's a good old gal : she do mess around
She ain't there : she's all over town