Baby, Please Don't Tell On Me - Tommy McClennan

Baby Please Don’t Tell On Me 2: 41 Trk 8 Disc 1

Tommy McClennan

Recorded: Wednesday Nov. 22, 1939 Chicago, Illinois

RCA Studio A., A&R — Lester Melrose

Tommy McClennan — vocal & guitar

RCA 07 863, 67 430−2 (BMG Music) 1997

This is the last one we’ve got now.

Yea!

When ya play these blues

You ain’t got to play no mo'

Now, just get 'em like you like it

Yo' own blues, you makin' now

Yeah!

You know, this is what your wife like

Yeah shit, this shit

Yeah!

Yeah!

Look-a-here, babe

Don’t wanna tell ya know mo'

'You don’t need a-hurry, now

Just take your time, play this’un right

'Cause you ain’t got to play not nothin' after this'

Look-a-here, babe

Don’t wanna have to tell you no mo'

You can get all my lovin'

If you let that black man go

Now, my mama tol' me

An my papa, started cry

Now, my mama tol' me

My papa, he sat an cried

Said, 'Son, don’t you let

None-a-these Chicago women

Or baby, take your life'

Now, I’m in my whiskey

Lord, an I got my work to do

Yes, yeah

'What'd you say, tell me again?'

Now I say, I’m in my whiskey

And I got my work to do

Said, 'I'm a stranger here, babe

But please ma’am, take me home wit' you?

Yeah!

Now, you can get my little money

Babe, an you can wear my clothes

'Play it right, you know it’s the last one'

You can get all my money

Babe, an you can wear my clothes

Well, what about it?

But I swear I don’t wanna catch you

Sweet mama, playin' round outdo'.