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Richland Woman Blues - Mississippi John Hurt
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Tabbed by: Dave S.
Email: prime-prine@hotmail.com
Tuning: Standard
Gimme red lip[F]stick and a bright purple [C]rouge
A shingle bob [G]haircut and a shot of good [C]booze
Hurry down, sweet [F]daddy, come blowin' your [C]horn
If you come too [G]late, sweet mama will be [C]gone
Now, I'm raring to [F]go, got red shoes on my [C]feet
My mind is sittin' [G]right for a Tin Lizzie [C]seat
Hurry down, sweet [F]daddy, come blowin' you [C]horn
If you come too [G]late, sweet mama will be [C]gone
I'd like to fashion [F]shop, and get the one looks [C]best.
Your sister sweet [G]mama wants a brand new [C]dress.
Hurry down, sweet [F]daddy, come blowin' you [C]horn
If you come too [G]late, sweet mama will be [C]gone
Dress skirt cut [F]high, then they cut [C]low
Don't think I'm a [G]sport, keep on watchin' me [C]go
Hurry down, sweet [F]daddy, come blowin' you [C]horn
If you come too [G]late, sweet mama will be [C]gone
The red rooster [F]said, "Cockle-doodle-do-[C]do"
The Richard's' woman [G]said, "Any dude will [C]do"
Hurry down, sweet [F]daddy, come blowin' you [C]horn
If you come too [G]late, sweet mama will be [C]gone
Every Sunday [F]mornin', church people watch me [C]go
My wings sprouted [G]out, and the preacher told me [C]so
Hurry down, sweet [F]daddy, come blowin' you [C]horn
If you come too [G]late, sweet mama will be [C]gone
With rosy red [F]garters, pink hose on my [C]feet
Turkey red [G]bloomer, with a rumble [C]seat
Hurry down, sweet [F]daddy, come blowin' you [C]horn
If you come too [G]late, sweet mama will be [C]gone
Richland Woman Blues - Mississippi John Hurt
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Tabbed by: Dave S.
Email: prime-prine@hotmail.com
Tuning: Standard
Gimme red lip[F]stick and a bright purple [C]rouge
A shingle bob [G]haircut and a shot of good [C]booze
Hurry down, sweet [F]daddy, come blowin' your [C]horn
If you come too [G]late, sweet mama will be [C]gone
Now, I'm raring to [F]go, got red shoes on my [C]feet
My mind is sittin' [G]right for a Tin Lizzie [C]seat
Hurry down, sweet [F]daddy, come blowin' you [C]horn
If you come too [G]late, sweet mama will be [C]gone
I'd like to fashion [F]shop, and get the one looks [C]best.
Your sister sweet [G]mama wants a brand new [C]dress.
Hurry down, sweet [F]daddy, come blowin' you [C]horn
If you come too [G]late, sweet mama will be [C]gone
Dress skirt cut [F]high, then they cut [C]low
Don't think I'm a [G]sport, keep on watchin' me [C]go
Hurry down, sweet [F]daddy, come blowin' you [C]horn
If you come too [G]late, sweet mama will be [C]gone
The red rooster [F]said, "Cockle-doodle-do-[C]do"
The Richard's' woman [G]said, "Any dude will [C]do"
Hurry down, sweet [F]daddy, come blowin' you [C]horn
If you come too [G]late, sweet mama will be [C]gone
Every Sunday [F]mornin', church people watch me [C]go
My wings sprouted [G]out, and the preacher told me [C]so
Hurry down, sweet [F]daddy, come blowin' you [C]horn
If you come too [G]late, sweet mama will be [C]gone
With rosy red [F]garters, pink hose on my [C]feet
Turkey red [G]bloomer, with a rumble [C]seat
Hurry down, sweet [F]daddy, come blowin' you [C]horn
If you come too [G]late, sweet mama will be [C]gone