Compare Charlie Patton's "A Spoonful Blues."

ALL I WANT IS A SPOONFUL
By Papa Charlie Jackson, Paramount 12320, Chicago, c. September, 1925

I told you once, this makes twice,
That's my last dime, don't you boil no rice,

CHO: 'Cause all I want, honey baby,
Just a spoonful, spoonful.

You can brown your gravy, fry your steak
Please, mama, don't make no mistake,

Just as sure as the winter follows the fall
There ain't no one woman got it all.

Where you get your woman? I can't understand,
What? She lookin' for you, or a monkey man?

Now, two-timin' mama, says, you needn't to stall,
Throw it out the window, I'll catch it 'fore it falls.

I got the blues so bad, I couldn't sleep last night,
My two-time mama want to fuss and fight,

[ ? entire seventh verse in question ]

Now if you don't believe that I'm walkin' mighty fast,
Ask that man that run me last,