Blues Medley

Got a sweet little angel mama

Lord and I love the way she spreads her wings

I got a sweet little angel mama

Lord and I love the way she spreads her wings

Spreads her wings Lord

All around my everything

Oh she makes me wanna get up and sing

I asked my ol' lady for a nickel ya'll

Lord ya know she gave me a 20 dollar bill

I asked my ol' lady for a nickel people

Lord ya know she give me a 20 dollar bill

And I asked her for a little shot of liquor

No she bought me a whiskey still

And I bought you a new Ford

Say you want a Cadillac

Bought ya a ten dollar dinner

You said thanks for the snack

I let you live in my penthouse

And you called it a shack

Gave you seven younguns

Now you wanna give 'em all back

Do you feel it baby

Awwwww

D-d-d-d-d-d-d-d-d-d ya feel it

Ah yeah

Ah yeah

So don't come lookin' mama

Or ever hopin' to come back

Lord Have Mercy

So don't come lookin' mama

Or ever hopin', ever hopin', ever hopin' to come back

Cause it's all over, it's all over lady

Mama you can bet your sweet life on