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