Bended Knee Blues Songtext
von Gene Campbell
Bended Knee Blues Songtext
Lord, my home ain′t here, down in Tennessee
My home ain't here, it′s down in Tennessee
If I mistreateated you, mama, and been bad, I did not intend to be
I'm goin' to the Good Lord and get down on my bended knee
I′m goin′ to the Good Lord and get down on my bended knees
I ain't askin′ for religion, but give me my woman, please
If you'll give me my woman, Lord, I won′t worry you no more
If you'll give me my woman I won′t worry you no more
Don't put her in my house, if you only leave her at my door
I've been as good to you, mama, as I intend to be
I′ve been as good as I intend to be
But the more I do for you, baby, that′s the less you cares for me
Sometimes I just can't keep from cryin′
Sometimes I just can't keep from cryin′
I ain't worried ′bout my regular,
But I'm worried 'bout that gal of mine
Oh, mama, there′s something wrong with me
Lord, pretty mama, there′s something wrong with me
I can't get my regular and I can′t get my used-to-be
I wonder why, baby, you don't write to me
I wonder why that you don′t write to me
If I've been bad, baby, I did not intend to be
My home ain't here, it′s down in Tennessee
If I mistreateated you, mama, and been bad, I did not intend to be
I'm goin' to the Good Lord and get down on my bended knee
I′m goin′ to the Good Lord and get down on my bended knees
I ain't askin′ for religion, but give me my woman, please
If you'll give me my woman, Lord, I won′t worry you no more
If you'll give me my woman I won′t worry you no more
Don't put her in my house, if you only leave her at my door
I've been as good to you, mama, as I intend to be
I′ve been as good as I intend to be
But the more I do for you, baby, that′s the less you cares for me
Sometimes I just can't keep from cryin′
Sometimes I just can't keep from cryin′
I ain't worried ′bout my regular,
But I'm worried 'bout that gal of mine
Oh, mama, there′s something wrong with me
Lord, pretty mama, there′s something wrong with me
I can't get my regular and I can′t get my used-to-be
I wonder why, baby, you don't write to me
I wonder why that you don′t write to me
If I've been bad, baby, I did not intend to be
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