Lyrics I don't Know (Remastered) - Willie Mabon
I'm
gettin'
sick
and
tired
of
the
way
you
do,
Good
kind
papa
got
to
poison
you;
Sprinkle
goofer
dust
all
around
your
bed,
Wake
up
one
of
these
mornings,
find
your
own
self
dead.
She
said,
"You
shouldn't
say
that"
I
said,
"What
should
I
say
this
time,
baby?"
She
says,
"Mmmmmm,
I
don't
know,
my
oh
my
oh
my"
I
don't
know,
what
my
baby
puttin'
down.
The
woman
I
love,
she's
got
dimples
in
her
jaws,
The
clothes
she's
wearin'
is
made
out
of
the
best
of
cloths;
She
can
take
and
wash
them,
she
can
hang
'em
upside
the
wall,
She
can
throw
'em
out
the
window,
And
run
out
and
catch
'em
a
little
bit
before
they
falls;
Sometimes
I
think
you
got
your
habits
on
She
said,
"You
shouldn't
say
that"
I
said,
'What
should
I
say
to
make
you
mad
this
time,
baby?'
She
says,
"Mmmmmm,
I
don't
know,
my
oh
my
oh
my"
I
don't
know,
what
my
baby
puttin'
down.
My
papa
told
me,
my
mother
sat
down
and
cried,
Say,
"You're
too
young
a
man,
son,
to
have
the
many
women
you
got"
I
looked
at
my
mother
then,
I
didn't
even
crack
a
smile,
I
say,
"If
the
women
kills
me,
I
don't
mind
dyin'"
The
woman
I
love,
I
won
the
week
before
last,
The
woman
I
love
I've
got
out
of
class;
I
thought
I
won
you,
baby,
a
long
time
ago,
If
you
don't
watch
your
step,
I'm
gonna
have
to
let
you
go.
She
said,
"You
shouldn't
say
that"
I
say,
"What
did
I
say
to
make
you
mad
this
time,
baby?"
She
says,
"Mmmmmm,
I
don't
know,
I
don't
know"
I
don't
know
what
my
baby
puttin'
down,
puttin'
down.

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