PHONOGRAPH
BLUES
Beatrice, she got a
phonograph
and it won't say a lonesome word
Beatrice, she got a phonograph
but it won't say a lonesome word
What evil have I done
What evil has yhe poor girl heard
Beatrice, I love my phonograph
but you broke my windin' chair
Beatrice, I love my phonograph
but you have broke my windin' chair
And you taken my lovin'
and you give it to yo' other man
And we played it on the sofa
and we played it side the wall
And we played it on the sofa
and we played it side the wall
But boys, my needles have got rusty
and it will not play a-t'all
Mmm, Beatrice , I love my phonograph-mmm
babe, and I'm bound to lose my mind
Why'n't you bring your clothes back home
baby, and try me one more time
Robert Johnson |