Shake 'Em On Down
I went to the gypsy for to get my hambone done
The gypsy said, "Furry, 'clare, you sure need one."
Now, must I holler, or must I shake 'em on down
Babe, I'm so tired of holl'in', Lord, I b'lieve I shake 'em on down
If I just could holler like the Bob Lee, Jr. blow
I call my babe off the killin' floor
Cryin', must I holler, or must I shake 'em on down
Oh, so tire', darlin', oh, I b'lieve I shake 'em on down
I don't drink no whiskey, wine, neither gin
If you see me sober, make me drunk again
I'm gettin' so tire', darlin', and I b'lieve I'll shake 'em on down
I woke up this mornin', looked at the risin' sun
Train don't hurry gonna be some walkin' done
Baby, must I holler, or must I shake 'em on down
Oh, so tire', darlin', babe, I b'lieve I'll shake 'em on down
Babe, I ain't good-lookin' and it ain't the clothes I wear
But good kind treatment takes me everywhere
Baby, must I holler
Oh, so tired of holl'in', baby, and I b'lieve I shake 'em on down
Baby, you know you don't want me, you ought to let me know
Poor boy, you done driv' me away from my home
I'm so tired of holl'in', and I b'lieve I'll shake 'em on down
Ohh, so tire', darlin', b'lieve I'll shake 'em on down
The gypsy said, "Furry, 'clare, you sure need one."
Now, must I holler, or must I shake 'em on down
Babe, I'm so tired of holl'in', Lord, I b'lieve I shake 'em on down
If I just could holler like the Bob Lee, Jr. blow
I call my babe off the killin' floor
Cryin', must I holler, or must I shake 'em on down
Oh, so tire', darlin', oh, I b'lieve I shake 'em on down
I don't drink no whiskey, wine, neither gin
If you see me sober, make me drunk again
I'm gettin' so tire', darlin', and I b'lieve I'll shake 'em on down
I woke up this mornin', looked at the risin' sun
Train don't hurry gonna be some walkin' done
Baby, must I holler, or must I shake 'em on down
Oh, so tire', darlin', babe, I b'lieve I'll shake 'em on down
Babe, I ain't good-lookin' and it ain't the clothes I wear
But good kind treatment takes me everywhere
Baby, must I holler
Oh, so tired of holl'in', baby, and I b'lieve I shake 'em on down
Baby, you know you don't want me, you ought to let me know
Poor boy, you done driv' me away from my home
I'm so tired of holl'in', and I b'lieve I'll shake 'em on down
Ohh, so tire', darlin', b'lieve I'll shake 'em on down
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Writer(s): Booker T. Washington
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