Billie’s Blues

I love my man
I'm a liar if I say I don't
I love my man
I'm a liar if I say I don't
But I'll quit my man
I'm a liar if I say I won't

I've been your slave, baby
Ever since I've been your babe
I've been your slave, baby
Ever since I've been your babe
But before I'll be your dog
I'll see you in your grave

My man wouldn't give me no breakfast
He gave me no dinner
He squawked about my supper then he put me outdoors
He had the nerve to lay a matchbox to my clothes
Well, I didn't have too many
But I had a long, long ways to go

Well, I ain't good looking, boy
And my hair ain't curled
I said I ain't good looking
And my hair ain't curled
But my mama gave me something
It's gonna carry me through this world

Some men think that I'm happy
Some think I'm snappy
Others call me honey
They think I have money
Some say, baby
Billie, you are built for speed
Well, if you put that all together
Makes me everything a good man needs