(Bessie Smith)
Men sure is deceitful and they's gettin' worser ev'ry day
Men sure is deceitful and they's gettin' worser ev'ry day
Act like a bunch of women, they's just-a gab, gab, gabbin' away
There's two things got me puzzled, there's two things I can't stand
There's two things got me puzzled, there's two things I can't stand
A mannish actin' woman and a skippin' twistin' woman actin' man
I used to love a man, he always made my poor heart ache
I used to love a man, he always made my poor heart ache
He was crooked as a corkscrew and evil as a copperhead snake
I know a certain man who spent a year runnin' a poor gal down
I know a certain man who spent a year runnin' a poor gal down
And when she let him kiss her, the fool blabbed it all over town