Three Men - Kokomo Arnold, Alice Moore

There ain’t but three men who really can spend my dough

There ain’t but three men who really can spend my dough

There’s the rent man, the grocery man

And the man that owns the clothing store

There’s only three men that can flag this train of mine

There’s only three men that can flag this train of mine

There’s the working man and the gambler

And the one that loves me all the time

There ain’t but three men that I really won’t treat wrong

There ain’t but three men that I really won’t treat wrong

That’s my father and my brother

And the one that lays on my arm

There ain’t but three men who can make a clown out of me

There ain’t but three men who can make a clown out of me

That’s my husband and my sweetheart

And my old-time used-to-be

There ain’t but three men who really can make me fall

There ain’t but three men who really can make me fall

That’s my best friend, my kid man

The one that’s kicking in my stall