Black Hand Blues by Julia Davis (1920s Blues Singer) Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Black hands at my window, black hands all around my door
Black hands at my window, black hands all around my door
I've seed nothing but black hands everywhere I go

[Verse 2]
I'm gonna write a letter to my man in Rome
I'm gonna write a letter to my man in Rome
Black hands are after me, tell him to come on home

[Verse 3]
If you don't like my peaches, daddy, don't you shake my tree
If you don't like my peaches, daddy, don't you shake my tree
If you can't use my money, don't put the black hand on me

[Verse 4]
Black hand letters come from all over the land
Black hand letters come from all over the land
It's all on account of takin' one triflin' man