Classic Poem

Go back, old Devil
and look up on your shelf
Go back, old Devil
and look up on your shelf
Go back, old Devil
— it ain't no joke, no lie this time —
look up on your shelf
and get you soap and water
and bathe your dirty self

I beat my baby
man, with a rope and a line
I beat my baby oooo
man, with a rope and a line
I beat my baby
— it ain't no joke, no lie this time —
with a rope and a line
until she went stone blind


(yeah)

Some low down scoundrel been
fishing all in my pond
Some low down scoundrel oooo
been fishing all in my pond
Some low down scoundrel
— it ain't no joke, no lie this time —
been fishing in my pond
catching all my game-fish
and grinding up the bones

What you want with a woman, man
and she can't rob and steal
What you want with a woman oooo
man, and she can't rob and steal
What you want with a woman
— it ain't no joke, no lie this time —
she can't rob and steal
you don't need no man, baby
don't know you in the dark when he feel