Blind Boy Fuller - Pistol Slapper Blues lyrics

rate me

I can tell my dog,

Anywhere I hear him bark.

Well I can tell my rider,

If I feel her in the dark.

Your a cold, blooded mother,

When you want me out your way

Well that's alright mama,

You gonna need my help someday.

And you say, you gonna put me

Down in my lonesome grave

Girl you must remember

I once had been your slave

Well, I feel like snapping,

My pistol in your face.

Let some brown skinned woman,

Come and fill your place.

You know you didn't want me,

When you were stretched out across my bed.

Drinkin' moonshine whisky,

And talking all outta your head.

Gimme the money baby

I'll catch that train and go.

You don't have to kill me

Cos you don't want me no more

cos you don't want me no more

You give me the money baby

I'll catch that train and go

Now if you see my rider

Tell I said bring it home

I ain't had no loving

Since my girl been gone

Ain't but two kinda people,

In this world that I can't stand.

Well that's a lying woman,

And a monkey man.

Thanks to Mickey P. for correcting these lyrics