Black Angel Blues
I've got a sweet black angel
I like the way he spread his wings
I've got a sweet black angel
I like the way he spread his wings
And I'm glad I've found him
He's brought so much joy and everything
If I ask him for a dime
He give me a ten dollar bill
If I ask him for a dime
He give me a ten dollar bill
If he does everything
To keep my wants filled
If my black angel would leave me
I believe that I would die
If my black angel would leave me
I believe that I would die
And If I see him looking at another woman
I'll just scream and cry
I love my black angel
And I want him by myself
I love my black angel
And I want him by myself
I don't want him to spread his wings
Over no one else
Womens, don't bother my black angel
Don't bother him in any way
Womens, don't bother my black angel
Don't bother him anyway
I'll serve night and yell in jail
Most any day
I'm glad I found my black angel
I like the way he spread his wings
I'm glad I found my black angel
I like the way he spreads his wings
He's got a new way of getting boots
And he sure can shake that thing
I like the way he spread his wings
I've got a sweet black angel
I like the way he spread his wings
And I'm glad I've found him
He's brought so much joy and everything
If I ask him for a dime
He give me a ten dollar bill
If I ask him for a dime
He give me a ten dollar bill
If he does everything
To keep my wants filled
If my black angel would leave me
I believe that I would die
If my black angel would leave me
I believe that I would die
And If I see him looking at another woman
I'll just scream and cry
I love my black angel
And I want him by myself
I love my black angel
And I want him by myself
I don't want him to spread his wings
Over no one else
Womens, don't bother my black angel
Don't bother him in any way
Womens, don't bother my black angel
Don't bother him anyway
I'll serve night and yell in jail
Most any day
I'm glad I found my black angel
I like the way he spread his wings
I'm glad I found my black angel
I like the way he spreads his wings
He's got a new way of getting boots
And he sure can shake that thing
Credits
Writer(s): Lucille Bogan
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Link
Altri album
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- My Georgia Grind
- Outspoken
- Black Angel Blues
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- 1930s Blues Classics
- Shave 'Em Dry: The Best Of Lucille Bogan
- As Bessie Jackson: Reckless Woman 1927-1935 (feat. Walter Roland) [Blues Collection Historic Recordings]
- Lucille Bogan (Bessie Jackson), Vol. 3 [1934-1935]
- Lucille Bogan (Bessie Jackson) Vol. 1 [1923-1930]
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