The New Stop And Listen Blues

Lord, I went to the graveyard and looked deep down in here face
Now don't you-a-hear me talking, pretty mama
Lord, I went to the grave and looked deep down in here face
Crying, Lord, what a lonesome place

Well, the woman I'm loving, she's six feet in the clay
Now don't you-a-hear me talking, pretty mama
Lord, the woman I'm loving, she's six feet in the clay
Oh, the one I hate I sees her every day

Well, I went to the churchhouse, praying on my bended knee
Now don't you-a-hear me talking, pretty mama
Lord, I went to the churchhouse, praying on my bended knee
Crying, Lord, give me my baby, please

"Whoa, step on it"

Well, I went to the graveyard, held up my right hand
Now don't you-a-hear me talking, pretty mama
Lord, I went to the graveyard, held up my right hand
I asked the graveyard to show me the right man

Ain't it sad to say, but the fun's all over now
Now don't you-a-hear me talking, pretty mama
Ain't it sad to say, but the fun's all over now
There is days that you didn't want me no-how



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