Dexter Digs In
1. I'm wild about my daddy. I want him all the time.
Wild about my daddy, I want him all the time.
But I don't want you, daddy, if I can't call you mine.
2. Got the farewell blues-y, and my trunk is packed.
Got the farewell blues-y, and my trunk is packed,
But I don't want no daddy because that I ain't comin' back.
3. Oh, fare you well, daddy. Hon, it's your turn now.
Fare you well, daddy. Hon, it's your turn now.
After all I've done, you mistreated me anyhow.
4. Going through the wood-field feeling sad and blue.
Going through the wood-field feeling sad and blue.
Lord, up jumped a rabbit, said, "Mama, I've got 'em too."
5. Pig starts to singin'. Oh, how his voice could ring!
Pig starts to singin'. Oh, how his voice could ring!
He says, "I'm no yellow jacket, but Lord, how I can sting!"
6. Since my man left me, the others can't be found.
Since my man left me, others can't be found,
But before he left me, the other men was hangin' around.
7. So fare you well, daddy. Someday you'll hear bad news.
So farewell, daddy. Someday you'll hear bad news.
When you look for your mama, she's gone with the farewell blues.
Wild about my daddy, I want him all the time.
But I don't want you, daddy, if I can't call you mine.
2. Got the farewell blues-y, and my trunk is packed.
Got the farewell blues-y, and my trunk is packed,
But I don't want no daddy because that I ain't comin' back.
3. Oh, fare you well, daddy. Hon, it's your turn now.
Fare you well, daddy. Hon, it's your turn now.
After all I've done, you mistreated me anyhow.
4. Going through the wood-field feeling sad and blue.
Going through the wood-field feeling sad and blue.
Lord, up jumped a rabbit, said, "Mama, I've got 'em too."
5. Pig starts to singin'. Oh, how his voice could ring!
Pig starts to singin'. Oh, how his voice could ring!
He says, "I'm no yellow jacket, but Lord, how I can sting!"
6. Since my man left me, the others can't be found.
Since my man left me, others can't be found,
But before he left me, the other men was hangin' around.
7. So fare you well, daddy. Someday you'll hear bad news.
So farewell, daddy. Someday you'll hear bad news.
When you look for your mama, she's gone with the farewell blues.
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Writer(s): Ma Rainey
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