Album: The History of American Music: The Blues
There ain’t nothing I can do, or nothing I can say
That folks don’t criticize me But I’m goin' to, do just as I want to anyway
And don’t care if they all despise me If I should take a notion
To jump into the ocean
'T ain’t nobody’s bizness if I do, do, do do If I go to church on Sunday
Then just shimmy down on Monday
Ain’t nobody’s bizness if I do, if I do
If my friend ain’t got no money
And I say «Take all mine, honey»
'T ain’t nobody’s bizness if I do, do, do do If I give him my last nickel
And it leaves me in a pickle
'T ain’t nobody’s bizness if I do, if I do
Well I’d rather my man would hit me Than to jump right up and quit me
'T ain’t nobody’s bizness if I do, do, do do
I swear I won’t call no copper
If I’m beat up by my papa
'T ain’t nobody’s bizness if I do, if I do