Pleadin’ for the Blues Bertha "Chippie" Hill
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[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
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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