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I hear these women ravin' 'bout their monkey men
About their no-good husbands and their cheating friends
These poor women sit around all day and moan
Wondering why their wandering papas don't come home
But wild women don't worry, wild women don't have the blues
Now when you got a man, don't never be on the square
'Cause if you do, he'll have a woman everywhere
I never was known to treat no one man right
I keep 'em working hard for me both day and night
'Cause wild women don't worry, wild women don't have the blues
I've got a disposition and a way of my own
When my man starts kicking, I let him find another home
I drink plenty of good liquor, walk the streets all night
Go home and put my man out if he don't act right
Wild women don't worry, wild women don't have the blues
You never get nothing by being an angel, child
You'd better change your ways and act real wild
I wanna tell you something, I wouldn't tell you no lie
Wild women are the only kind that really get by
'Cause wild women don't worry, wild women don't have the blues
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If You're a Viper
04:31
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Sugar Blues
04:39
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Sugar blues
I got those old sugar blues, the whole town is squawking,
I like my coffee, and I like me tea,
But the doggone cream, it turned sour on me
I'm so disgusted
Feel so blue
I could lay me down and cry
You could say what you choose
But I'm all confused
I got those old sugar blues
More sugar
I've got the sugar blues
Sugar blues
I got those old sugar blues, Somerville is singing,
Got a little man, sweet as can be
But the doggone fool,
He turned sour on me
I'm so disgusted
Feel so blue
I could lay right down here and die
You could say what you choose
But I'm all confused
I got the sweet, sweet sugar blues
Blues Union!
I've got those old sugar blues
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Lucky Devil
04:20
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I'd like to be that lucky devil
Who gets to burn with you
I'd learn to live on that lower level
With a big box fan or two
Well, I'm no angel, my wings have been clipped
I've traded my halo for horns & a whip
I'd like to be that lucky devil
Who gets to burn with you
It's true, I'd like to burn with you
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Down Hearted Blues
03:50
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Gee, but it's hard to love someone when that someone don't love you
I'm so disgusted, broken-hearted, too
I've got those down-hearted blues
Once I was crazy 'bout a man -- mistreated me all the time
The next man I get has got to promise to be mine, all mine
Trouble, trouble, I've had it all my days
Trouble, trouble, I've had it all my days
It seems that trouble's going to follow me to my grave
I ain't never loved but three men in my life
I ain't never loved but three men in my life
That's my father, my brother and the man that wrecked my life
It may be a week, it may be a month or two
It may be a week, it may be a month or two
But the day you quit me honey, it's coming home to you
I got the world in a jug, the stopper's in my hand
I got the world in a jug, the stopper's in my hand
I'm going to hold on to it till you men come under my command
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Got My Mojo Working
05:26
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Got my Mojo working but it just won't work on you
I got my Mojo working but it just won't work on you
I want to love you so, I don't know what to do
I got my rabbit foot I know it's working right
I got your strand of hair I keep day and night
I got my Mojo working but it just won't work on you
I want to love you so till I don't know what to do
I got a gypsy woman giving me advice
I got some red hot tips I have to keep on ice
I got my Mojo working but it just won't work on you
Ohh, I want to love you so till I don't know what to do
I got my voodoo ashes all around your bed
I got my black snake roots underneath your head
I got my Mojo working but it just won't work on you
Well, I want to love you so till I don't know what to do
I got my Mojo working - got my Mojo working
I got my Mojo working - got my Mojo working
I got my Mojo working - got my Mojo working
Got my Mojo working but it just won't work on you
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Voodoo Woman
06:14
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They call me the voodoo woman
And I know the reason why
They call me the voodoo woman
And I know the reason why
Lord if I raise my hand
You know the sky begin to cry
They call me the voodoo woman
I look through water and spy dry land
They call me the voodoo woman
I look through water and spy dry land
I tell all you men if your woman got another man
I got a rabbit foot in my pocket, a toad frog in my shoes
A craw fish on my shoulder, lookin' dead at you
I got dust from a rattlesnake, I got a black spider bone
If that don't do it baby, you'd better leave it all alone
They call me the voodoo woman
And I know the reason why
Lord if I raise my name
You know the sky begin to cry
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