Young Woman's Blues - Bessie Smith, Fletcher Henderson

Woke up this mornin, when chickens was crowin' for day

And on the right side of my pillow, my man had gone away

By his pillow he left a note

Readin' «I m sorry, Jane, you got my goat.»

No time to marry, no time to settle down

I’m a young woman and I ain’t done runnin' round

I’m a young woman and I ain’t done runnin' round

Some people call me a hobo, Some call me a bum

Nobody knows my name, nobody knows what I’ve done

I’m as good as any woman in your town

I ain’t gonna marry, ain’t gonna settle down

I’m gonna drink good moonshine and run these old gals down

See that long lonesome road, lord, you know it’s gotta end

And i’m a good, good woman and I can get plenty men