When I gits through wid dat creeper’s neck
Dey won’t be creeps lef’ in him.
Dew-drop Mine
Keep me, sleep me, close on yo’ heart,
Tell me, angel Susie, never mo’ to part.
My black baby, you got no wings,
But, my black baby, you got better things.
Angel mine, you quit lyin’
In de bed wid dat udder man,
Dew-drop mine, I’s a cryin’