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She belongs to the devil
Lord, I cried a-many day
Lord, she belongs to the devil
Lord, I cry a many day
Yes, that child is so weakend
Hoo-well, who could change her way?
She could wink a mean eye
Oh, she learn't me to sing the blues
She could wink a mean eye
Lord, she learn't me to sing the blues
An she had a little secret, hoo-Lord
Would make a washboard happy, too
Now, when we both was young
On our way to school
We stopped under a shade tree
Playing in the cool
Babe oh, babe oh, babe
Honey, you should have a heart
Just remember this day
Hoo, Lord, Lord, and we will never part
'Play it, play it, play it, boys'
(instrumental & guitar)
'Yas, yas'
'Um-Um-Um!'
'Um-hm'
I did not know the year
Lord, neither the month she was born
I did not know the year
Lord, n' the month she was born
Yeah, she belongs to the devil
Hoo-well, she have wrecked a-many home.
- Album:
- Miscellaneous
- Washboard Sam Vol. 7 1942-1949
- She Belongs to the Devil
- The Washboard Sam Collection 1935-53, Vol. 2
- The Blues: A Smithsonian Collection of Classic Blues Singers
- Blues: La grande anthologie (1925 - 1962)
- Maximum Blues
- American Pop: An Audio History
- The Willie Dixon Story
- The Story of the Blues
- 100 Years of the Blues
- The No. 1 Blues Album Ever
- Black Diamond Express to Hell
- Good Blues Tonight - 25 Epic Tracks
- 100 Essential Blues Masters
- Voodoo Blues
- Country and Texas Blues
- Up Jumped the Devil
- Up Jumped the Devil: American Devil Songs 1920s-1950s
- Devil & Voodoo Blues