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Papa Was a Rascal - James Booker



     
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There was a sweet white woman down in Savanna GA
She made love to my daddy in front of the KKK.
She made love to my daddy ya know in front of the KKK.She made my papa move to Boston
He took a gangster gal
She stole away with my papa
The whole Italian affair.
She stole away with my papa, a way the Italian affair. Yeah.I was a young boy about the age of 9.
I found a sweet russin' woman.
You know I made her mine.
I found a sweet russin' woman, you know that I made her mine.And then my sister and my mama. They will begin to faith
You know we all got to watch out for the CIA.
You know we all got to watch out my child for the CIA.
Well we better all watch out my child for the CIA. Yay, yay, yay, yay.You know my papa was a preacher, and a lover too.
Well if my papa was a rascal, Why can't I be one too.
Well if my papa was a rascal, Why can't I be one too. Yeah, yeah.
You know my papa was a rascal babe I wanna be one too.

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James Carroll Booker III (December 17, 1939 – November 8, 1983) was a New Orleans rhythm and blues pianist, organ player and singer, born in New Orleans, Louisiana, United States. Booker's unique style combined rhythm and blues with jazz standards. Musician Dr. John described Booker as “the best black, gay, one-eyed junkie piano genius New Orleans has ever produced.” Booker was the son and grandson of Baptist ministers, both of whom played the piano. He spent most of his childhood on the Mississippi Gulf Coast, where his father pastored a church.

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