Skip James - 22-20 Blues lyrics

Oh, Mr. Crest, Mr. Crest How in the world you Expect for me to rest? Oh, Mr. Crest, Mr. Crest How in the world you Expect for me to rest? You got my 22-20 Layin' up across my breast Oh, if I send for my baby An she act a fool An she don't never come If I send for my baby She act a fool An she don't never come All the doctors in New York City I declare, they can't help her none You know, sometimes she gets unruly An she act like she just don't wanna do Sometimes she gets unruly An she act like she just don't wanna - But I'll get my 22-20 I'll cut that woman half in two Oh, your.38 Special Buddy, it's most too light Your .38 Special Buddy, it's most too light But my 22-20 Will make ev'rything, alright Ah-or, your .44-40 Buddy, it'll do very well Your .44-40 Buddy, it'll do very well But my .22-20 I declare you, it's a-burnin' hell I was stranded on the highway-hi With my 22-20 in my - I was standin' on the highway With my 22-20 in my - They got me 'cussed for murder I declare, I never have harmed a man Lord, on I measure my gun An it's just a-long as my right arm I measured my gun An it's just as long as my right - I'm gon' raise me some sand And back down the road, I declare. ~