Pot Hound Blues

Pot Hound Blues - Lucille Bogan/Slam Stewart

You must bring me a job

Or money from anywhere

You must bring me a job

Or money from anywhere

Cause I can get your kind

Of lovin' in the

Street just anywhere

You come home every day lookin'

For your stew and beans

You come home every day lookin'

For your stew and beans

And you have got more

Nerve than any pot hound

I've ever seen

Now you take your money

You have your fun

You don't have nothin'

When house rent come

And I'm thou cookin'

Your stew and beans

And you can eat more

Neckbones that any man

I've ever seen

Now if you want me baby

You got to make

Your purse show down

If you want me baby

Make your purse show down

And you got to put your

Money down where

I got mine

Now you're layin' up in my bed

Between my two white sheets

I can't see and smell nothin'

But your doggone feet

And I'm thou tryin'

To make a man of you

And if you can't bring a job

Don't you look for

Your daily stew

I worked hard from Monday

Until late Saturday night

And you're a dirty mistreater

You ain't treatin' me right

And I'm thou cookin' your

Stew and beans

And you's a dirty pot hound

Dirty as any man I've seen