Pistol Slapper Blues

I can tell my dog anywhere I hear him bark

I can tell my rider if I feel her in the dark

You're a cold-blooded murderer when you want me out your way

Said, that's alright, mama, you're going to need my help someday

And you say you're going to put me, mama, down in my lonesome grave

Said, you must remember I once have been your slave

And I feel like snapping my pistol in your face

Let some brownskin woman be there to take your place

Hey, hey, hey, hey, let some brownskin

Woman be there to take your place

Now, you know you didn't want me when you lied down across my bed

Drinking your moonshine whiskey, mama, talking all out your head

Now, give me the money, baby, I'll catch that train and go

You don't have to kill me 'cause you don't want me no more, hey, hey

'Cause you don't want me no more

Now, you give me the money, baby, and I'll catch that train and go

Now, you see my rider, tell her I said bring it home

I ain't had no loving since my gal been gone

It's two kind of people in the world that I can't stand

That's a lying woman and a monkey man