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That
Crawlin' Baby Blues
Well the baby crawling : on up to his mama's knee
He's crying about his sweet milk : and she won't feed him just
that cream
Crawled from the fireplace : and he stopped in the middle of the
floor
Said mama ain't that your second daddy : standing back there in
the door
Well she grabbed my baby and spanked him : I tried to make her
leave him alone
I tried my best to stop her : and she said that baby ain't none
of mine
Some woman rocks the cradle : and I declare she rules her home
Many man rocks some other man's baby : and the fool thinks he's
rocking his own
It was late last night : when I liked to crawl in baby's room
My woman threw my clothes outdoors : and now I got those
crawling baby blues
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