Pistol Slapper Blues by Blind Boy Fuller Lyrics

I can tell my dog
Anywhere I hear him bark
Well I can tell my rider
If I feel her in the dark
Your a cold, blooded mother
When you want me out your way
Well that's alright mama
You gonna need my help someday
And you say, you gonna put me
Down in my lonesome grave
Girl you must remember
I once had been your slave
Well, I feel like snapping
My pistol in your face
Let some brown skinned woman
Come and fill your place
You know you didn't want me
When you were stretched out across my bed
Drinkin' moonshine whisky
And talking all outta your head
Gimme the money baby
I'll catch that train and go
You don't have to kill me
Cos you don't want me no more
Cos you don't want me no more
You give me the money baby
I'll catch that train and go
Now if you see my rider
Tell I said bring it home
I ain't had no loving
Since my girl been gone
Ain't but two kinda people
In this world that I can't stand
Well that's a lying woman
And a monkey man