Goose-Pecked Man

I'm disgusted, downhearted too
My baby treats me just how she choose
Always wantin' [?] to do?
But all the polices they know the truth

They're all thinking it's a shame
Way she treats me but I'm the [man?]
People all called me a goose-pecked man
That's how I know I am!

I pay high to have 'buy my baby diamonds jewels and gold
She don't even have to put her foot outdoors

I was the dishes and scrub the floors
Sometimes I'm the maid
That's more'n I used to do
In my young childhood days
She goes to [?]
Anywhere she wants to go
And if I ask her who she's been with or any-
Then I got to go

She left last night at seven
Come back this morning at three
And have the nerve to bring another man
Right back to my bed!
She hugged him and she kissed him, said
"Daddy you sure is fair"
I break my head out the window and said
"Who in the hell is that?"
I heard her [Unintelligible] she said
Says, "I ain't talking to you, I got big grand papa"
I think of the things to do man
I don't leave my island
I see my baby's done been to the [?] in the Bible

[?] my wife
[Uninteligable] In her hand
'Cause everybody calls me a goose-pecked man