Stop And Listen Blues No. 2

Well I left town this morning, I was on my way back home
Now don't you a hear me talkin' pretty mama?
Well I left town this morning. I was on my way back home
I heard the woohoo church bells makin' a woohoo mournful sound
I stopped and listened, fell from hanging on
Now don't you a hear me talkin' mama?
I stopped and listened, fell from hanging on
I know about that a sound but it isn't gone?
Well I got home now people met me and said
Now don't you a hear me talkin' pretty mama?
When I got home people said me regrets
I run your woohoo your sweet little
faror
is dead
Well I got home
People said get in touch, scream and cry
Now don't you a hear me talkin' pretty mama?
Well I got home, guess I'll scream and cry
I thought my little woohoo baby was too cute to die
I went to the churchyard, cried at the door
Now don't you a hear me talkin' pretty mama?
I went to the churchyard, cried at the door
I never will see my sweet baby anymore



Credits
Writer(s): Hudson Whittaker, Thomas A. Dorsey
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