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Empty Bed Blues, Pt. 1
by Bessie Smith
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Did you ever fall in love with a man that was no good?
Did you ever fall in love with a man that is no good?
No matter what you did for him, he never understood
The meanest things he could say would thrill you through and through
The meanest things he could say would thrill you through and through
And there wasn't nothin' too dirty for that man to do
He'd treat you nice and kind till he win your heart and hand
He'd treat you nice and kind till he win your heart and hand
Then he get so cruel that man, you just could not stand
Lord, I really don't think no man's love can last
Lord, I don't think no man's love can last
They'll love you to death then treat you like a thing of the past
There's nineteen men livin' in my neighborhood
There's nineteen men livin' in my neighborhood
Eighteen of them are fools and the one ain't no doggone good
Lord, Lord, Lord, Lord, Lord, Lord, oh Lord
Lord, Lord, Lord, Lord
That dirty no good man treats me just like I'm a dog
Did you ever fall in love with a man that was no good?
Did you ever fall in love with a man that is no good?
No matter what you did for him, he never understood
The meanest things he could say would thrill you through and through
The meanest things he could say would thrill you through and through
And there wasn't nothin' too dirty for that man to do
He'd treat you nice and kind till he win your heart and hand
He'd treat you nice and kind till he win your heart and hand
Then he get so cruel that man, you just could not stand
Lord, I really don't think no man's love can last
Lord, I don't think no man's love can last
They'll love you to death then treat you like a thing of the past
There's nineteen men livin' in my neighborhood
There's nineteen men livin' in my neighborhood
Eighteen of them are fools and the one ain't no doggone good
Lord, Lord, Lord, Lord, Lord, Lord, oh Lord
Lord, Lord, Lord, Lord
That dirty no good man treats me just like I'm a dog
