Talking to Myself


Eeee wah-wah-wah-wab-wah 
Eeee wah-wah
Eeee wah-wah wah wah

Good Lord 
Good Lord
Send me an angel down 
Can`t spare you no angel
but I'll swear I'll send you a teasing brown

That new
Way of loving
Mama, it must be best 
These here Georgia women
just won't let Mr. Samucl rest

There was a crowd
Oue on the corner 
Wondercd who 
Could it be
It weren`t a thing but the women
trying to get to me

I evcn went down 
To thc depot
With my suitcase in tny hand 
Crying, the womens all crying
Mr. Sammy, won`t you be my man

My mama 
She told me
When I Was a boy playing mumble peg 
Don`t drink no black cow's milk
don't you eat no black hen`s egg

Black man
Give you a dollar, mama
He won`t think it's nothing strange 
A yellow man 'll give you a dollar
but he`ll want back 95 cents change

You may call 
Me a cheater
Pretty boy, I'll real treat you 
But if you'll allow· me a chance
I'll gnaw your backbone half in two

I took a trip 
Out on the ocean 
Walked the sand of the deep blue sea 
I found a crab with a shrimp 	
trying to do the shimmy-shee 

I wanc to tell you 
Something, mama 
Seem mighty doggone strange 
You done mess 'round, gal 	
and made me break my yo-yo string 

Honey, I ain`t 
Gonna be 
Your old work-ox no more 
You done mess 'round, baby
and let your doggone ox get poor

My mama 
She got a mojo 
Believe she tried to keep it hid 
Papa Samuel got something 
to find that mojo with 	

(Take it for me)

I even
Heard a rumbling
Deep down in the ground
It weren`t a thing but the women .
trying to run me down
(Play it low and lonaome)