Sittin’ on the curbstone,
Worried in both heart an’ soul;
Lower than a ’possum
Hidin’ in a ground-hog hole.
I wrote my man,
“I ain’t nobody’s fool;
An’ befo’ I’d stand your talkin’
I’d eat grass like a Georgia mule.”
This girl does not worry over the lack of consistent meaning in the third stanza of her song. Furthermore, as far as she is concerned, “soul” and “mule” rhyme about as well as “fool” and “mule.” The fourth stanza of her song, finally, is taken from Any Woman’s Blues, there having been, however, a slight variation in the second line. The original is:
I love my man