Sweets' Blues - Jimmy Witherspoon

Got to leave you baby, please don’t feel no grudge

Got to leave you baby, please don’t feel no grudge

Gonna be down with the game, that you just can’t be your judge

Wasn’t bringing home no money, it’s not worth the misery I went through

You wasn’t bringing home no money, it’s not worth the misery I went through

Well the game they play like that, baby you know it as well as I do

Gonna sell those clothes I bought you, got to have me a fresh made robe

Gonna sell those clothes I bought you, got to have me a fresh made robe

Well I ain’t gonna leave you with nothing, but your poor weak mind body and soul

Now I know I gotta leave you, you know you treated me like a rat

Now I know I gotta leave you, you know you treated me like a rat

If someone mistreat you baby, oh woman I’m guilty of that