Lyrics Robert Johnson

Robert Johnson

32-20 Blues

If I send for my baby, and she don't come

If I send for my baby, man, and she don't come

All the doctors in Hot Springs sure can't help her none

And if she gets unruly, thinks she don't wan' do

And if she gets unruly and thinks she don't wan' do

Take my 32-20, now, and cut her half in two

She got a .38 special but I believe it's most too light

She got a .38 special but I believe it's most too light

I got a 32-20, got to make the caps alright

If I send for my baby, man, and she don't come

If I send for my baby, man, and she don't come

All the doctors in Hot Springs sure can't help her none

I'm gonna shoot my pistol, gonna shoot my gatling gun

I'm gonna shoot my pistol, gotta shoot my gatling gun

You made me love you, now your man have come

Ahoh, baby, where you stayed last night

Ahah, baby, where you stayed last night

You got your hair all tangled and you ain't talking

right

Her .38 special, boys, it do very well

Her .38 special, boys, it do very well

I got a 32-20 now, and it's a burning...

If I send for my baby, man, and she don't come

If I send for my baby, man, and she don't come

All the doctors in Wisconsin sure can't help her none

Hey, hey, baby, where you stayed last night

Hey, hey, baby, where you stayed last night

You didn't come home until the sun was shining bright

Ahoh boy, I just can't take my rest

Ahoh boy, I just can't take my rest

With this 32-20 laying up and down my breast