32-20 Blues

(Robert Johnson)

If I send for my baby, man, and she don't come,
Send for my baby, man, and she don't come,
All the doctors in Hot Springs sure can't help her none.

If she gets unruly, thinks she don't wanna do,
She gets unruly, thinks she don't wanna do,
Take my 32-20, boy, cut her half in two.

She got a .38 special but I believe it's most too light.
.38 special but I believe it's most too light.
I got a 32-20 to make the camps all right.

If I send for my baby, man, and she don't come,
Send for my baby, man, and she don't come,
Them doctors in Hot Springs sure can't help her none.

Gonna shoot my pistol, gonna shoot my gatling gun.
Gonna shoot my pistol, gotta shoot my gatling gun.
You made me love you, now your man have come.

Ow, baby, where you stay last night?
Ow, baby, where'd you stay last night?
You got your hair all tangled and you ain't talking right.

Got a .38 special, boy, it do very well.
Got a .38 special and it do very well.
Got a 32-20 now, it's a burning hell.

If I send for my baby, man, and she don't come,
I send for my baby, man, and she don't come,
All the doctors in West Point sure can't help her none.

Ow, baby, where'd you stay last night?
Ow, baby, where'd you stay last night?
You didn't come home till the sun was shining bright.

Ow, boy, I just can't take my rest,
Ow, boy, I just can't take my rest,
With this 32-20 laying up and down my breast

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