Fer you, but I’s spyin’.
Angel mine, dis I know,
You don’t love me no mo’.
Dew-drop mine, dis I know,
A midnight creeper come in my do’.
He Tuck Her Away
I sho’ got to fight, I’s got to use de knife,
’Cause dat stray done got my wife.
Oh, he tuck her away, he tuck her away.
I Got My Man