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What's The Matter Now
Fred McDowell
Open D

Well, what's the matter now?
Lord, I wonder, baby, what's the matter now?
Where were you when the rooster crowed 'fore day?

It was soon one mornin', everything was quiet,
It was soon one mornin', when everything was quiet.

Lord, bring me my pistol, Lord, my shotgun too,
Bring me my pistol, my shotgun too.
If I meet my baby's other, ain't no tellin' what he may do.

Well, it's bye-bye, baby, I ain't got no more to say,
Well, it's bye-bye, baby, I ain't got no more to say,

Rather see my woman come in sloppy drunk,
Rather see my woman come in sloppy drunk,
Than to see my baby packin' up her trunk.

Well, it's bye bye, baby, Lord, if you call that gone,
Well, it's bye-bye, if call that gone.