Bessie Smith
Bessie Smith
Bessie Smith
Bessie Smith
Bessie Smith
Bessie Smith
Bessie Smith
Bessie Smith
Bessie Smith
Bessie Smith
Bessie Smith
Bessie Smith
Bessie Smith
Bessie Smith
Bessie Smith
Bessie Smith
Bessie Smith
Men sure is deceitful and they's gettin' worser ev'ry day
Men sure is deceitful and they's gettin' worser ev'ry day
Act like a bunch of women, they's just-a gab, gab, gabbin' away
There's two things got me puzzled, there's two things I can't stand
There's two things got me puzzled, there's two things I can't stand
A mannish actin' woman and a skippin' twistin' woman actin' man
I used to love a man, he always made my poor heart ache
I used to love a man, he always made my poor heart ache
He was crooked as a corkscrew and evil as a copperhead snake
I know a certain man who spent a year runnin' a poor gal down
I know a certain man who spent a year runnin' a poor gal down
And when she let him kiss her, the fool blabbed it all over town