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
Bessie Smith
Bessie Smith
Bessie Smith
I've got the meanest man in the land
But his love is that sticking brand
His kiss just lingers on my lips
And thrill me to my fingertips
People say I'm a fool
He's heartless and also cruel
But outside of that, he's all right with me
Outside of that, he's sweet as he can be
I love him as true as stars above
He beats me up, but how he can love
I never loved like that since the day I was born
I said for fun: "I don't want you no more"
And when I said that, I made sweet papa sore
He blacked my eyes, I couldn't see
Then he pawned the things he gave to me
But outside of that, he's all right with me
I said for fun: "I don't want you no more"
And when I said that, I made sweet papa sore
When he pawned my things I said: you're a dirty old thief
Now, then he turned around and knocks out both of my teeth
Outside of that, he's all right with me