
Low Land Blues Bertha "Chippie" Hill
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[Verse 1]
I ain't gonna marry, ain't going to settle down
Ain't gonna marry, ain't going to settle down
I'll keep on drinking, keep on running ‘round
[Verse 2]
The mouse got the measles, the dog has got the whooping cough
The mouse got the measles, the dog’s got the whooping cough
Doggone any man lets a woman be his boss
[Verse 3]
The women don't like me because I speak my mind
The women don't like me cos I speak my mind
But the men cry “mama” cos I take my time
[48 bar trumpet solo: Louis Armstrong]
[Verse 4]
I ain't good‑looking and I ain't long and tall
I ain't good‑looking and I ain't long and tall
Don't believe I'm a jockey, come hеre in my stall
I ain't gonna marry, ain't going to settle down
Ain't gonna marry, ain't going to settle down
I'll keep on drinking, keep on running ‘round
[Verse 2]
The mouse got the measles, the dog has got the whooping cough
The mouse got the measles, the dog’s got the whooping cough
Doggone any man lets a woman be his boss
[Verse 3]
The women don't like me because I speak my mind
The women don't like me cos I speak my mind
But the men cry “mama” cos I take my time
[48 bar trumpet solo: Louis Armstrong]
[Verse 4]
I ain't good‑looking and I ain't long and tall
I ain't good‑looking and I ain't long and tall
Don't believe I'm a jockey, come hеre in my stall
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