32-20 Blues Lyrics

'F I send for my baby, and she don't come
'F I send for my baby, man, and she don't come
All the doctors in Hot Springs sure can't help her noneAnd if she gets unruly, thinks she don't wan' do
And if she gets unruly and thinks she don't wan' do
Take my 32-20, now, and cut her half in twoShe got a .38 special but I believe it's most too light
She got a .38 special but I believe it's most too light
I got a 32-20, got to make the caps alrightIf I send for my baby, man, and she don't come
If I send for my baby, man, and she don't come
All the doctors in Hot Springs sure can't help her noneI'm gonna shoot my pistol, gonna shoot my gatling gun
I'm gonna shoot my pistol, gotta shoot my gatling gun
You made me love you, now your man have comeAhoh, baby, where you stayed last night
Ahah, baby, where you stayed last night
You got your hair all tangled and you ain't talking rightHer .38 special, boys, it do very well
Her .38 special, boys, it do very well
I got a 32-20 now, and it's a burningIf I send for my baby, man, and she don't come
If I send for my baby, man, and she don't come
All the doctors in Wisconsin sure can't help her noneHey, hey, baby, where you stayed last night
Hey, hey, baby, where you stayed last night

You didn't come home until the sun was shining brightAhoh boy, I just can't take my rest
Ahoh boy, I just can't take my rest
With this 32-20 laying up and down my breast
Songwriters
TIMMINS, MICHAEL EDWARDPublished by
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