Song | Any Woman's Blues |
Artist | Bessie Smith |
Album | The Complete Recordings |
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My man ain't acting right, he stays out late at night | |
And still he says he loves no one but me | |
But if I find that gal, that tries to steal my pal | |
I'll get her told, just you wait and see I feel blue, I don't know what to do | |
Every woman in my fix is bound to feel blue too, 'cause I love my man better than I love myself | |
Lord, I love my man better than I love myself | |
And if he don't have me, he won't have nobody else | |
My man's got teeth like a lighthouse on the sea | |
My man's got teeth like a lighthouse on the sea | |
And ev'rytime he smiles he throws them lights on me | |
His voice sounds like chimes, I mean the organ kind | |
His voice sounds like chimes, I mean the organ kind | |
And ev'rytime he speaks his music ease my troubling mind |
My man ain' t acting right, he stays out late at night | |
And still he says he loves no one but me | |
But if I find that gal, that tries to steal my pal | |
I' ll get her told, just you wait and see I feel blue, I don' t know what to do | |
Every woman in my fix is bound to feel blue too, ' cause I love my man better than I love myself | |
Lord, I love my man better than I love myself | |
And if he don' t have me, he won' t have nobody else | |
My man' s got teeth like a lighthouse on the sea | |
My man' s got teeth like a lighthouse on the sea | |
And ev' rytime he smiles he throws them lights on me | |
His voice sounds like chimes, I mean the organ kind | |
His voice sounds like chimes, I mean the organ kind | |
And ev' rytime he speaks his music ease my troubling mind |
My man ain' t acting right, he stays out late at night | |
And still he says he loves no one but me | |
But if I find that gal, that tries to steal my pal | |
I' ll get her told, just you wait and see I feel blue, I don' t know what to do | |
Every woman in my fix is bound to feel blue too, ' cause I love my man better than I love myself | |
Lord, I love my man better than I love myself | |
And if he don' t have me, he won' t have nobody else | |
My man' s got teeth like a lighthouse on the sea | |
My man' s got teeth like a lighthouse on the sea | |
And ev' rytime he smiles he throws them lights on me | |
His voice sounds like chimes, I mean the organ kind | |
His voice sounds like chimes, I mean the organ kind | |
And ev' rytime he speaks his music ease my troubling mind |