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Lonnie Johnson - Low Down St. Louis Blues (1931) Lyrics

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TitleLow Down St. Louis Blues (1931)
ArtistLonnie Johnson
AlbumComplete Recorded Works 1925-32, Vol. 7-(1931-32) (1991) , Track 1
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I love my St. Louis women, but their ways I really can't stand.
I love my St. Louis women, but their ways I really can't stand.
They always bettin' some woman, how she can take her man.

My woman dips snuff, and she drinks a good old homemade corn.
My woman dips her snuff, and she drinks a good old homemade corn.
She get as drunk as she can be, then she fight for the whole night long.

And I got another gal, live down on Deep Morgan Street.
And I got another gal, she lives down on Deep Morgan Street.
If she don't kill a man every day, all I can do is ‘a keep 'r off of me.

She drinks her homemade corn whiskey, blackjack and a razor ‘s her friend.
She drinks her homemade corn whiskey, a blackjack and a razor ‘s her friend.
And she loves to kill a man, just like the devil loves sin.

Boys, I got another gal, she lives down on Walnut Street.
Boys, I got another gal, she lives down on Walnut Street.
My other gal is so bad, the cops is scared to walk the beat.

She can make a blackjack talk and a razor fairly moan.
 
She can make a blackjack talk and a razor fairly moan.
From the way that gal kill up men, the graveyard ain't got much more room.
lyrics submitted by Blue Ghost on 23-11-2005
lyrics corrected on 23-11-2005




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