Tampa Red - Black Eye Blues

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Down in Hogan Valley live miss Nancy Ann
She always fussing and squabbling with her man
When I heard miss Nancy say
"Why do you treat your gal that way?"

I went down the alley other night
Nancy and her man has just had a fight
He hit miss Nancy 'cross her head
Then she rose to her feet

She said "you low down alligator just watch me, soon or later
Gonna catch you with your britches down
You abuse me and mistreats me, you dog around and beat me
Still I'm gonna hang around
Take all my money, black up both of my eyes
Give it to another woman come home and tell me lies
You low down alligator just watch me, soon or later
Gonna catch you with your britches down
I mean catch you with your britches down"

You low down alligator just watch me, soon or later
Gonna catch you with your britches down
You abuse me and mistreats me, you dog around and beat me
Still I'm gonna hang around
Take all my money, black up both of my eyes
Give it to another woman come home and tell me lies
You low down alligator just watch me, soon or later
Gonna catch you with your britches down
I mean, man, catch you with your britches down
 
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