Woke up this morning 'bout half
Lord, and I just could not keep from cryin',
I was worried about that stevadore man of mine.
Now, my man, he must be gone to
Oh, how I hate to call my sweet daddy's name,
Now people, I, I miss my sweet man so.
Tell me, doctor, fill this prescription
for poor me.
And cure me of my love disease,
Now, it's rainin' and it's hailin',
It's stormin', daddy, on the sea;
Lord, it's rainin' and it's hailin',
It's stormin', baby, on the sea;
Now that's the onliest way they keep my sweet daddy away from me.
Now, I stole my sweet man,
Stole him from my best friend,
Lord, I stole my sweet man,
I stole him from my best friend.
Now that woman's done got lucky,
Lord, and stole her man back again.
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