Treated Wrong Blues by Monette Moore Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Come here sweet babe, I want to ask one thing of thee
Come  here sweet babe, I want to ask one thing of thee
What  makes you treat everybody better than you do poor me?

[Verse 2]
I thought I had my man all to myself
I thought I had my man all to myself
I  come to find out he has somebody else

[Verse 3]
I  know folks wonder why I sing these tunes with glee
I know folks wonder why I sing these blues with glee
I've  had the blues so long, them blues don't worry me

[Verse 4]
I'm gonna cut your throat, babe, drink your blood like wine
I'm gonna cut your throat, babe, drink your blood like wine
I'll let these women know that you're a man of mine

[Instrumental Break]
Play  that thing, babe
[Verse 5]
If anybody asks you, babe, who's playing this song
If anybody asks you, babe, who's playing this song
You can tell them "A poor girl who's been treated wrong"