Blues Chante by Dave Van Ronk Lyrics

I wouldn't give a blind sow an acorn, I wouldn't give a crippled crab a crutch
I wouldn't give a blind sow an acorn, I wouldn't give a crippled crab a crutch
Well, I just found out, baby mama, that you ain't so such a much

When I give you all my lovin', you say I wear you out; when I give you none at all, you know, you swear you can't do without
You need a different man; you need a different kind
Ahh, you need a fortune telling man, honey; get me to mine

Oh, I took my girl to the circus to see what we could see; when she saw what the elephant had, she wouldn't come home with me
I wouldn't give a blind sow an acorn, I wouldn't give a crippled crab a crutch
Well, I just found out, pretty mama, that you ain't so such much