Ed Bell - Mamlish Blues lyrics

Spoken: Folks, these are my mamlish blues I'm gonna tell you just what they mean You used to be my sugar but you ain't sweet no, mamlish more Used to be my sugar, you ain't sweet no more 'Cause you mistreated me and you drove me from your door Mama, must I sell it or keep it for my, mamlish self Mama, must I sell it, keep it for myself Mama, I done got tired of sleeping by myself Well, my mama, she didn't like me, my papa, he give me, mamlish 'way Mama didn't like me, papa, he give me 'way That's the very reason that I'm a wandering child today Talkin' 'bout your stroller but you just ought to see, mamlish mine Talkin' 'bout your stroller, just ought to see mine She ain't so good looking but she do dress fine She was standin' on a corner, between Twenty-fifth and, mamlish Main She stood on a corner, 'tween Twenty-fifth and Main And a blind man seed her and a dumb man called her name And the dumb man asked her, say, "Who's your regular man can be?" Dumb man asked her, "Who your man can be?" And the blind man told her, said "You sure look good to me"