by Lovie Austin
recording of June 1923
from Complete Recorded Works, Vol. 1 (1923) (Document 5322), copyright notice
My man ain't acting right
He stays out late at night
But still he says he loves no one but me
But if I find the gal
That's trying to steal my pal
I'll get her told, just you wait and see
I feel so blue, don't know what to do
Every woman in my place is bound to feel blue too
Lord, I love my man better than I love myself
I love my man better than I love myself
And if he don't have me, he sure won't have nobody else
My man's got teeth like a lighthouse in the sea
My man's got teeth like a lighthouse in the sea
And every time he smiles, he throws his light on me
His voice sounds like chimes, I mean the organ kind
His voice sounds like chimes, I mean the organ kind
And every time he speaks, it's music to my troubled mind
I'm gonna buy myself a graveyard of my own
I'm gonna buy myself a graveyard of my own
Gonna kill somebody if they don't let my man alone
