Album: Complete Recorded Works 1937-47, Vol. 1-(1937-40)
Baby, you just a teaser, why I’m sick in love with you?
I can see you don’t mean me no good, baby, by the things that you say and do.
You makes me feel so good, ‘at’s why I’m simply nuts over you.
I try to smile and pretend I don’t love you, baby, but you know that ain’t true.
I try to pretend I don’t love you, my heart is breakin’ down for you.
It’s a shame the way I love you, and you only teasin’ me too.
If love is a crime then I’m guilty, but there’s nothin’ I can do.
If love is a crime then I’m guilty, there’s nothin’ I can do.
After all the good women in this world, why did I have to fall in love with you?
You’ve got all the women screamin’, you the woman that stole their man.
I even give you my love, put my heart and soul in your hand.
So now you can give your maker your heart, and the rest to the undertaker man.
I’d rather to see you dead and buried six feet in the cold, cold ground.
I’m goin’ to see that you’ll be buried out in six feet of cold, cold ground.
Then I know you won’t be here to chase, after every woman’s husband in town.