Here are some verses to the Cradad Song I recall from the 1940s: [Woody Guthrie:] Little bitty baby nine days old... (x3) Stuck his finger in the crawdad hole... [Josh White:] Slats in the bed go blam-te-blam... (x3) But I'll go right to sleep like I don't give a damn... What you gonna do when the meat gives out,... (×3) Hang around town, mouth in a pout... What you gonna do when your man gives out,... (×3) [Slow and bluesy:] First I'll grab my money, kick him off the place, Then I'll use the other man, I had around just in case, [At tempo:] Honey, Sugar Baby mine.
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