Brownskin Woman

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Brownskin Woman-Sam Chatmon
Dropped D Tuning

I got a brownskin woman, live up on a hill
Now don't you, ah, hear me telling you where you stay?
I got a brownskin woman, live on a hill
And that fool quit me, swear I love her still

How come you wanna do me, woman, like you do, do, do?
Now don't you, ah, hear me telling you, pretty mama?
How come you wanna do me like you do, do, do?
How come you wanna treat me, woman, like you do, do, do?

When I left town this morning, on my way back home
Now don't you, ah, hear me telling you, pretty mama?
I left town this morning, on my way back home
Ah well, the a few men met me and told me, "Your woman's dead and gone."

Ah, don't the hearse look lonesome, rolling 'fore your door?
Now don't you, ah, hear me telling you, pretty mama?
Oh, hearse look lonesome, rolling 'fore your door
It's takin' that woman you loving, and she can't get back no more

Well, I ain't going down, big road by myself
Now don't you, ah, hear me telling you, pretty mama?
I ain't going down, big road by myself
And if I can't take you, woman, carry somebody else

SOLO (Spoken: Oh, yes I is, baby!)

Well, went to the grave, looked down on her face
Now don't you, ah, hear me telling you, pretty mama?
I went to the grave, looked down on her face
Says, "I feel your condition, woman, but I sure can't take your place."

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