Guitar King - John Hammond

I’m a guitar king

Sing the blues ev’rywhere I go

Lord, have mercy, now

I’m a guitar king!

Sing the blues ev’rywhere I go

I’m 'on sing these blues

'Till I get back to in yo' territor'

Now, my mama tol' me

Son, you 'most to old

Now, my mama tol' me

Son, you 'most to old

I won’t forget

You gotta a sow

But that ain’t none-a yo' bin’ess

Keep it to yo’self

That ain’t none-a yo' bin’ess

Keep it to yo’self

Don’t you tell yo' kid-man

Please don’t tell nobody else

Now, I went to my baby’s house, now-now

Knocked upon her do'

Went to my baby’s house

Knocked upon her do'

'What did she say?'

She had a nerve to tell me

That she didn’t want me no mo'

I said, 'That's alright, babe

Anyway you do

That’s alright

Most an-ol-way you do

If you mistreat po' Tommy

I swear it’s comin' back home to you'

It’s a cryin' pity

Lowdown, dirty shame

It’s a cryin' pity

An a cryin' lowdown, dirty shame

Crazy 'bout a married woman

'Fraid to call her name