Bessie Smith - Mistreating Daddy lyrics

(Porter Grainger / B. Ricketts) Daddy, mama's got the blues The kind of blues that's hard to lose 'Cause you mistreated me And drove me from your door Daddy, you ain't heard the news There's another papa in your shoes You ain't even got a chance with me no more So be on your p's and q's Mistreating daddy, mistreating mama all the time Just because she wouldn't let you Mistreating daddy, mama's drawed the danger line Yes, you'll cross it, I'll get you If you see me setting on another daddy's knee Don't bother me, I'm as mean as can be I'm like the butcher right down the street I can cut you all apieces like I would a piece of meat Mistreating daddy, you used to knock your mama down When you knew I fell for you Had me so nervous, I would start dogging 'round Yes, every time I saw you But now I've got you off of my mind And found another daddy who's just my kind Mistreating daddy, I've got another papa now I've got a tip for people talking about I will grab my daddy and turn him wrong side out Mistreating daddy, I've got a good papa now