Slave Man Blues Lyrics by Peetie Wheatstraw

Slave Man Blues Lyrics

    Slave Man Blues Trk 14 Disc 1 2:47
    Peetie Wheatstraw (William Bunch)
    (Bunch)
    Recorded: July 17, 1935 Decca 7111
    Album: Peetie Wheatstraw Essentials Album
    Allego Classic Blues CBL 200037
    Transcriber: Awcantor@aol.com



    How many mo' years
    Baby, now will I be your slave?
    I say, how many mo' years
    Mama, now will I be your slave?
    Well, now something I'm tellin' you
    Woo-well, now I'm tired of you low down dirty ways

    When I come home at night
    Baby, ev'rything is wrong
    When I come home at night
    Mama, ev'rything is wrong
    Now you sit keep company all day
    Woo-well-well, your man he will be gone

    I often tell you
    To be careful what you do
    Woo-hoo-well-brown
    To be careful what you do
    Well now, if it is right or wrong
    Woo-well, somebody may tell on you

    (piano - Peetie)

    I tried to be a real man
    But now it seems to be all in vain
    Woo-hoo-ooo, girl
    Seems to be all in vain
    But now you know if tell on you, baby
    Woo-well, now you goin' just the same

    Can you tell me please
    If you know just what right means?
    Woo-well brown
    If you know just what right means?
    Well you about to go out here, grumpiest
    Woo-well, then any woman I ever seen.

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