SKIP JAMES-
DEVIL GOT MY WOMEN
I'd rather be the devil, to be that woman man
I'd rather be the devil, to be that woman man
Aw, nothin' but the devil, changed my baby's mind
Was nothin' but the devil, changed my baby's mind
I laid down last night, laid down last night
I laid down last night, tried to take my rest
My mind got to ramblin', like a wild geese
From the west, from the west
The woman I love, woman that I loved
Woman I loved, took her from my best friend
But he got lucky, stoled her back again
And he got lucky, stoled her back again
This song is by Skip James, 1930. When I hear this song I think of a mournful character. Quivering the pain through this rhythm found in his voice. “You don't sing to feel better. You sing 'cause that's a way of understanding life."(August Wilson)
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