SHE DON'T KNOW MY MIND
(Hudson Whittaker (Tampa Red))

She don't know. She don't know.
She don't know my mind, gosh-dern her.
CHO: She don't know. She don't know my mind.
When you see me laughing, laughing to keep from crying.

I tried to be good as any man could be,
But her backbiting men have nearly ruined poor me. CHO.

She tried to be a cheater and keep it out of sight,
But messed around and let me catch her dead to the right. CHO.

I wasn't by myself. Everybody there saw it.
She was giving my jelly 'way and not getting nothing for it. CHO.

I'm going to grab a picket off my neighbor's fence,
And beat my woman's head till she learns some sense. CHO.

Now, she can whip it. She can whop it. She can hang it on the wall.
She can throw it out of the window, but I'll catch it 'fore it falls. CHO.

Now, I peeped in the window and this is what I saw:
A man crawling on his knees doing the cootie-cootie crawl. CHO.

Yes, I'm packing up, mama, going back to the woods.
I done found out that you don't mean me no good. CHO.

[As recorded by Tampa Red, 1936. JTD]