I Love My Man - Live At Carnegie Hall/1956

I love my man
I'm a liar if I say I don't
I love my man
I'm a liar if I say I don't

But I'll quit my man
I'm a liar, if I say I won't
I've been your slave baby
Ever since I've been your babe

I've been your slave
Ever since I've been your babe
But before I'll be your dog
I'll see you in your grave

My man wouldn't give me no breakfast
Wouldn't give me no dinner
Squawked about my supper
Then he put me outdoors

Even have to leave
A matchbox on my clothes
I didn't have so many
But I had a long, long ways to go

I ain't good looking
And my hair ain't curls
I ain't good looking
And my hair ain't curls

But my mother, she give me something
It's going to carry me through this world
Some men like me 'cause I'm happy
Some 'cause I'm snappy

Some call me, "Honey", others think I've got money
Some tell me "Billie, baby, you're built for speed"
Now, if you put that all together
Makes me everything a good man needs