Luyện nghe bài hát Talkin' to Myself

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Good Lord, good Lord, send me an down
"Can't spare you no angel but sure send you a teasin' brown"
That new way of lovin', it must be best
These-a Georgia just won't let Mr. Samuel rest
Look at the crowds out on the corner, who could it be?
It wasn't a thing but the women to get to me
I even went down to the depot, with my suitcase in my
of women runned crying: "Mr. Samuel won't you be my man"?
My Mama she told me I was a boy playin' mumble peg
"Don't drink no black cow's milk, don't you eat no black egg
Black man give you a dollar mama, he won't think its nothin'

man will give a dollar but want back ninety-five cents change
If they me cheater, pretty boy I'll real cheat you
If you will allow me a chance, I'll gnaw your half in two
I took a trip out on the ocean, want the sound of the deep sea
I a crab with a swim trying to do the

I want to tell you mama, seem mighty doggone strange
You done made me mess around gal and break my jojo
Honey I ain't be the old work ox no more
You done 'mess let your doggone ox get hauled
My she got a
mojo, she try to keep it hid
Papa Samuel got to find that mojo with
I heard a rumblin', deep down in the ground
It wasn't a thing but the women tryin' to run me