I Dont Know

Spoken
: This song was introduced to me by the late Cripple Clarence Lofton, titled 'I Dont Know'
Im gettin sick and tired of the way you do,
Good kind papa gotta poison you;
Sprinkle goofer dust all around your bed,
Wake up one of these mornings, find your own self dead.
She said, You shouldnt say that
I said, What should I say this time, baby?
She says, Mmmmmm, I dont know,
My oh my oh my; I dont know, what my baby puttin down.
The woman I love, she got dimples in her jaws,
The clothes shes wearin is made out of the best of cloths;
She can take and wash, she can hang em upside the wall,
She can throw em out the window,
And run out and catch em a little bit before they fall;
Sometimes I think you has your habits on
She said, You shouldnt say that
I said, What should I say to make you mad this time, baby?
She says, Mmmmmm, I dont know,
My oh my oh my; I dont know, what my baby puttin down.
My papa told me, my mother sat down and cried,
Say, Youre too young a man, son, to have the many women you got
I looked at my mother then, I didnt even crack a smile,
I say, If the women kill me, I dont mind dyin
The woman I love, I won the week before last,
The woman I love Ive got out of class;
I thought I won you, baby, a long time ago,
If you dont watch your step, Im gonna have to let you go.
She said, You shouldn't say that
I said, What should I say this time, baby?
She says, Hmmm, I don't know
I dont know; I dont know what my baby puttin down, puttin down.