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Thu, 24.09.2009

LITTLE BITTIE GAL’S BLUES written by Joe Turner.

I wake up every morning
Honey with the risin’ sun
I wake up every morning
Baby with the risin’ sun
Thinkin’ about my honeydripper
And all the wrong she’s done

When you see my baby
Tell her I said hurry home
If you see my baby
Tell her I said hurry home
I ain’t had no real good lovin’
Since my gal been gone

She’s a little bitty girl
And they call her Vita Lee
She’s a little bitty girl
And they call her Vita Lee
Well the poor girl’s gone
But she shure was good to me

I don’t mind cryin’ baby
But I hate to sleep all by myself
Don’t mind cryin’ baby
But I hate to sleep al

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