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Pleadin’ for the Blues - Bertha "Chippie" Hill
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Pleadin’ for the Blues Bertha "Chippie" Hill

Pleadin’ for the Blues - Bertha "Chippie" Hill
[Verse 1]
I’m now crying, pleading at your feet
I’m now crying, pleading at your feet
Just for you baby to treat me kind and sweet

[Verse 2]
Baby I'd rather work than to play
Baby I'd rather work than to play
But if you treat me mean, I'll have to run away

[Cornet 12-bar solo: Louis Armstrong]

[Verse 3]
I left my mother, why can't I leave you?
I left my mother, why can't I leave you?
I will leave anybody that treats me like you do
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