Roosevelt Sykes - Single Tree Blues lyrics

Hit my woman, with a single tree Hit my woman, with a single tree You might've heard her hollering, daddy don't you murder me Going to shoot you mama, going to cut you too Going to shoot you mama, going to cut you too Lord on account, of the old way you do Been sick and down babe, I'm getting up again Been sick and down babe, I'm getting up again Mmm, but I'm blowed in the wind Going away mama, coming here no more Going away mama, coming here no more You know you shout at me, you throwed my trunk outdoor She's a good old gal, she do mess around She's a good old gal, she do mess around She ain't there, she's all over town