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BLIND WILLIE MCTELL - Come On Around To My House Mama [1929]
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Willie McTell
Willie McTell
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Anderson
Anderson
Songwriter

Lyrics

Come on around to my house, mama
Ain't nobody there but me
Call me a hotshot rider and a cheater
Colored from Tennessee
Take it easy, don't get rough
Just wanna tell you that I know my stuff
Come on around to my house, mama
Ain't nobody home but me
In the evening, ain't nobody home but me
In the morning, ain't nobody there but me
Come on around to my house, mama
Ain't nobody there but me
That's why you hear me screaming and crying
I'm goin' back to Tennessee
Can't read and write, can't spell my name
I can really drive your man's heart insane
Come on around to my house, mama
Ain't nobody home but me
I mean, ain't nobody there but me
I love my corn and I love my booze
I really give your man the blues
Come on around to my house, mama
Ain't nobody home but me
I mean, ain't nobody there but me
Play that thing for me, boy
That's how I like it two bits, don't you like it that way
I know you do
Play that thing, boy
Pull down your window, lock up your blinds
I'll tell you something that'll change your mind
Come on around to my house, mama
Ain't nobody home but me
Late at night, ain't nobody there but me
Went to the door, the door was locked
Think my baby done changed the lock
Come on around to my house, baby
Ain't nobody there but me
That's why you hear me moaning
Going back to Tennessee
Wake up in the morning 'bout half past three
Think my baby done pooped for me
Come on around to my house, mama
Ain't nobody there but me
In the evening, ain't nobody there but me
In the morning, ain't nobody there but me
I'm by myself, ain't nobody home but me
Play it for the last time, boy
Ain't nobody home but me
You hear me talking, ain't nobody there but me
About now, ain't nobody there but me
Written by: Buddy Moss, Willie McTell
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