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Bessie Smith - Put It Right Here (Or Keep It Out There) lyrics
I had a man for fifteen years Give him his room and board Once he was like a Cadillac Now he's like an old worn out Ford He never brought me a lousy dime And put it in my hand So there'll be some changes from now on According to my plan He's got to get it, bring it, and put it right here Or else he's gonna keep it out there If he must steal it, beg it, or borrow it somewhere Long as he gets it, I don't care I'm tired of fryin' pork chops To grease his fat lips And he has to find another place For to park his old hips He must get it, and bring it, and put it right here Or else he's gonna keep it out there The bee gets the honey, and brings it to the corn Else he's kicked out of his home sweet home To show you that they brings it, watch the dog and the cat Everything even brings it, from a mule to a mare The rooster gets the worm, and brings it to the hen That oughta be a tip to all you no-good men The groundhog even brings it and puts it in his hole So my man has got to bring it, doggone his soul He's got to get it, bring it, and put it right here Or else he's gonna keep it out there If he must steal it, beg it, or borr' it somewhere Long as he gets it child, I don't care I'm gonna tell him like the Chinaman: when you don't bring 'em check You don't get 'em laundry, if you break 'em down neck You got to get it, bring it, and put it right here Or else you gonna keep it out there |
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