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​Skeet and Garret

This song is by Roosevelt Sykes and appears on the album Roosevelt Sykes Vol. 1 (1929-1930) (1992).

Got me accused for murder, and stealing was my crime
Got me accused for murder, and stealing was my crime
Lord it was all on account, of me stealing a woman's mind

I wrote my baby a letter, she send me a telegram
I wrote my baby a letter, she send me a telegram
She said daddy the reason I love you, you got ways just like a lamb

She got a head like a switch-engine, and her feet just like a teddy bear
She got a head like a switch-engine, and her feet just like a teddy bear
She dipping her Skeet and Garret, and spitting it everywhere

Lord I'd rather be in the woods mama, Lord in a lion's den
Lord I'd rather be in the woods mama, Lord in a lion's den
Than to be here in this town mama, Lord and deceive her men

Good night blues, why don't you let me sleep
Good night blues, why don't you let me sleep
You been following me, around this whole week