Lyrics Pick Poor Robin Clean - Geeshie Wiley

Hello there Geechie. Hello there Slack. What are you doing down here? I'm just down here trying to play these boys the new Cock Robin. Let me hear it, then.

I picked poor Robin clean, I picked poor Robin clean
I picked his head, picked his feet
I would a picked his body but it wasn't fit to eat
I picked poor Robin clean, picked poor Robin clean
And I'll be satisfied having a family

Lord, did that jaybird laugh when I picked poor Robin clean
Poor Robin clean, picked poor Robin clean
Oh did that jaybird laugh when I picked poor Robin clean
And I'll be satisfied having a family

Get off my money, and don't get funny
'Cause I'm a nigger, I don't cut no figure
Then old Miss Sadie, she is my baby
And I'm a hustling coon, that's just what I am

You bet I picked poor Robin clean
Picked poor Robin clean, picked poor Robin clean
I picked his head, picked his feet
I would a picked his body but it wasn't fit to eat
Picked poor Robin clean, picked poor Robin clean
And I'll be satisfied having a family

Won't be long now

I picked poor Robin clean, picked poor Robin clean
Picked his head, picked his feet
I would a picked his body but it wasn't fit to eat
I picked poor Robin clean, picked poor Robin clean
And I'll be satisfied having a family