Robert Johnson – 32-20 Blues lyrics

I sent for my baby, and she don't come I sent for my baby, man, and she don't come All the doctors in Hot Springs sure can't help her none And if she gets unruly, thinks she don't want do If she gets unruly, and thinks she don't want do Take my 32-20, and cut her half in two She got a thirty-eight special, but I believe it's most too light She got a thirty-eight special, but I believe it's most too light I got a 32-20, got to make the camps alright If I send for my baby, man, and she don't come If I send for my baby, man, and she don't come All the doctors in Hot Springs sure can't help her none I'm gonna shoot my pistol, gonna shoot my Gatlin' gun I'm gonna shoot my pistol, gonna shoot my Gatlin' gun You made me love you, now your man have come Aw baby, where you stay last night? Ah baby, where you stay last night? You got your hair all tangled, and you ain't talkin' right Got a thirty-eight special, boys, it do very well Got a thirty-eight special, boys, it do very well I Got a 32-20 now, and it's a burnin -- If I send for my baby, man and she don't come If I send for my baby, man and she don't come All the doctors in West Memphis sure can't help her none Hey hey baby, where you stay last night Hey hey baby, where you stayed last night You didn't come home until the sun was shinin bright Ah boys, I just can't take my rest Ah boys, I just can't take my rest With this 32-20 layin up and down my breast Explain Request ×

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