Any Woman’s Blues - Bessie Smith

My man ain’t acting right, he stays out late at night

And still he says he loves no one but me But if I find that gal, that tries to steal my pal

I’ll get her told, just you wait and see I feel blue, I don’t know what to do Every woman in my fix is bound to feel blue too, 'cause I love my man better

than I love myself

Lord, I love my man better than I love myself

And if he don’t have me, he won’t have nobody else

My man’s got teeth like a lighthouse on the sea

My man’s got teeth like a lighthouse on the sea

And ev’rytime he smiles he throws them lights on me His voice sounds like chimes, I mean the organ kind

His voice sounds like chimes, I mean the organ kind

And ev’rytime he speaks his music ease my troubling mind