C position, standard tuning.
I got a dreamy-eyed woman, live down on Cherry Street
I got a dreamy-eyed woman, live down on Cherry Street
And she laughs and talk with every brownskin old man she meet
Says, I told her last night and all the night before
And I told her last night and all the night before
Said, "If you don't quit so much runnin', baby, you can't be mine no more
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Put both hands on her hips, and these is the words she said
Put both hands on her hips, and these is the words she said
Says, "Big boy, I couldn't miss you if the Good Lord told me you was dead."
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I'm gonna leave here walkin', chances I may ride
I'm gonna leave here walkin', chances I may ride
'Cause I got the blues, baby, and I can't be satisfied
Hollerin', mmmmm, baby, what more can I do?
Hollerin', mmmmm, baby, what more can I do?
Want me to cut my throat, baby, tryin' to get along with you
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