Stop Breaking Down Blues

Now, I can't walk the streets, now, to consolate my mind,

Some pretty mama, she start, breakin' down

Stop breakin' down, please, stop breakin' down

Now, the stuff I got'll bust your brains out, baby, hoo hoo, it'll make you lose your mind

I can't walk the streets, now, to consolate my mind,

Some no-good woman, now, she start breakin' down

Stop breakin' down, please, stop breakin' down

The stuff I got'll bust your brains out, baby, hoo hoo, it'll make you lose your mind

You know the Saturday night women, now, they love to ape and clown

They won't do nothin' but tear your, reputation down

Stop breakin' down, please, stop breakin' down

The stuff I got'll bust your brains out, baby, hoo hoo, it'll make you lose your mind

Now I gave my baby, that ninety-nine degree

She jumped up and throwed a pistol, down on me

Stop breakin' down, please, stop breakin' down

That stuff I got'll bust your brains out, baby, hoo hoo, it'll make you lose your mind

Now, that fiddle1 player, now, use, rosum on his bow

That don't make your fiddle cry, baby, you know it, don't go

Stop breakin' down, please, stop breakin' down

The stuff I got'll bust your brains out, baby, hoo hoo, it'll make you lose your mind