Crooked Woman Blues

Crooked Woman Blues - Barbecue Bob

Oh the way my wife treats me it sure is a sin

The way my wife treats me it sure is a sin

Stayed out all night long before day come creeping in

Then I wanted to know honey where have you been

Then I wanted to know honey where have you been

She can't say nothing but it'll never happen again

I think sweet mama I'll have to let you go

I think sweet mama have to let you go

So pack up all your clothes

You can't sleep here no more

It's bad to have a crooked woman

Keep you living in sin

Ah it's bad to have a crooked woman

She'll keep you living in sin

Then all she will say it'll never happen again

Now if I had a listened to my mama's rule

Have I had a listened to my mama's rule

I wouldn't have been singing these crooked woman blues

I'm going to sing this verse

And I ain't going to sing no more

I'm going to sing this verse ain't going to sing no more

I got them blues and I'm sure Lord got to go