Billie's Blues (Live January 18th.1944 - Restoration 2025)

I love my man

I'm a liar if I say I don't

I love my man

I'm a liar if I say I don't

But I'll quit my man

I'm a liar if I say I won't

I've been your slave, baby

Ever since I've been your babe

I've been your slave

Ever since I've been your babe

But before I'll be your dog

I'll see you in your grave

My man wouldn't give me no breakfast

Wouldn't give me no dinner

Squawked about my supper then he put me outdoors

Had the nerve to lay a matchbox on my clothes

I didn't have so many

But I had a long, long ways to go

I ain't good looking

And my hair ain't curled

I ain't good looking

And my hair ain't curled

But my mother, she gave me something

It's going to carry me through this world

Some men like me 'cause I'm happy

Some 'cause I'm snappy

Some call me honey

Others think I've got money

Some say me Billie

Baby, you're built for speed

Now, if you put that all together

Makes me everything a good man needs