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Pistol Slapper Blues - Blind Boy Fuller, Sonny Terry lyrics

Anywhere hear him bark
Well I know my rider
If I see her in the dark

Ain't it cold for your mother
When you don't say that you love me?
We'll, that's alright , woman
You gonna need my help someday

You didn't say you loved me
When you where stretched out across my bed
You drinkin' moonshine whiskey
And talkin' all outta your head

Ain't but to kind of people
In this world that I can't stand
That a lying woman
And a cheatin', knockin' man

We'll I feel like slapping
My pistol in your face
I'm gonna let the grave yard
Be your resting place

Well, I know my dog
Any Where I hear him bark
I'd know my rider
If I seen her in the dark

Anywhere hear him bark
Well I know my rider

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