HARD PUSHING PAPA
(Blind Blake)

I come to town. I come to stay.
Better watch out, women, when I come your way.

Cho: 'Cause I'm a hard-pushing papa. I don't know when to stop.
'Cause I'm a hard-pushing papa. Push you until you drop.

Listen all you fellows, I'll stay to say,
Scrape up your lovin' and haul your freight.

Three years Pullman porter, never lost a bet.
Three years in jail and I ain't done yet.

If you want to fight, you soon will see,
A cat and dog ain't got a thing on me.

I'm rough and tumble, never been to school.
Nobody can beat me 'cause I break all the rules.

Take my liquor standing up and my women sitting down.
Man cross my path, I'm gonna run him out of town.

Never used a razor, pistol I do despise,
But take one look at a man, he lay down and die.

Don't get scared, sweet mama, what I tell you is true.
You'll like my style, sweet jellyroll to you.

@blues
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