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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Bessie Smith
Vocals
Clarence Williams
Piano
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Howard Gray
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Lawrence Cohn
Executive Producer
Gary Pacheco
Executive Producer
Lyrics
You came home about half past three
Wakin' me up, papa, you was botherin' me
Take it right back to the place where you got it
I don't want a bit of it left here
You just leapin' in rollin' drunk
Smellin' just like you been with any old skunk
Take it right back to the place where you got it
Mama don't want a bit of it left here
Please let me understand
I don't want nothin' that is second-hand
Take it right back to the place where you got it
You can't keep a bit of it in here
When I tell you that I'm good and through
There ain't nothin' that your mama wouldn't do
Take it right back to the place where you got it
You can't leave a bit of it in here
Been your cook but I'm getting you told
You got the last of my jelly roll
Take it right back to the place where you got it
Child, you shalln't leave a bit of it in here
You just like one of these old tom cats
Always chasin' these, no-good rats
Take it right back to the place where you got it
You can't leave a bit of it in here
Don't come shootin' your no-good salve
You ain't got nothin' that I must have
Take it right back to the place where you got it
You can't leave a bit of it in here
I ain't worried, I'm doing very fine
You keep yours, and I'll hold onto mine
Take it right back to the place where you got it
You can't leave a bit of it in here
If you think that I miss you, say
That's just simply your DBA
Take it right back to the place where you got it
I'm gonna pick up the broom and sweep it out of here
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