Sweet Rough Man

I woke up this mornin', my head was sore as a boil
I woke up this mornin', my head was sore as a boil
My man beat me last night with five feet of copper coil

He keeps my lips split, my eyes as black as jet
He keeps my lips split, my eyes as black as jet
But the way he love me, makes me soon forget

Every night for five years, I've got a beatin' from my man
Every night for five years, I've got a beatin' from my man
People says I'm crazy, I'll explain and you'll understand

My man, my man, Lord, everybody knows he's mean
My man, my man, Lord, everybody knows he's mean
But when he starts to lovin', I wring and twist and scream

Lord, it ain't no maybe 'bout my man bein' rough
Lord, it ain't no maybe 'bout my man bein' rough
But when it comes to lovin', he sure can strut his stuff



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Writer(s): Ma Rainey
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