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Thu, 24.09.2009

CUSTARD PIE by Sonny Terry.

I done told you babe, I didn’t tell you no lie
I want some of your custard pie. You gotta gimme some of it.
You gotta gimme some of it.
Well, I want some of it before you give it all away.

Well I don’t care if your gonna cross the street.
When you cut your pie, please save me a piece.
I’ve gotta have some of it. I’ve gotta have some of it.
Well, I want some of it before you give it all away.

I done told you babe, it’s understood, you’ve got the best pie in the neighborhood. I’ve gotta have some of it.
Well, I want some of it. I’ve gotta have some of it.

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