22-20 Blues Lyrics - Singles - Skip James

Note: hyphen=word unsung 

Oh, Mr. Crest, Mr. Crest 

How in the world you 

Expect for me to rest? 

Oh, Mr. Crest, Mr. Crest 

How in the world you 

Expect for me to rest? 

You've got my 22-20 

Layin' up across my breast 

Oh, if I send for my baby 

An she act a fool 

An she don't never come 

If I send for my baby 

She act a fool 

An she don't never come 

All the doctors in New York City 

I declare, they can't help her none 

You know, sometimes she gets unruly 

An she act like she just don't wanna do 

Sometimes she gets unruly 

An she act like she just don't wanna - 

But I get my 22-20 

I cut that woman half in two 

Oh, your.38 Special 

Buddy, it's most too light 

Your .38 Special 

Buddy, it's most too light 

But my 22-20 

Will make ev'rything, alright 

Ah-or, your .44-40 

Buddy, it'll do very well 

Your .44-40 

Buddy, it'll do very well 

But my .22-20 

I declare you, it's a-burnin' hell 

I was stranded on the highway-hi 

With my 22-20 in my - 

I was standin' on the highway 

With my 22-20 in my - 

They got me 'cussed for murder 

I declare, I never have harmed a man 

Lord, oh I measured my gun 

An it's just a-long as my right arm 

I measured my gun 

An it's just a-long as my right - 

I'm gon' raise me some sand 

And back down the road, I declare. 

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