Barbecue Bob - Unnamed Blues lyrics

Let me be your little dog until your big hound comes Let me be your little dog 'til your big hound comes I can do more howlin', your big dog ever done Look over your rollbook, see if you've got my baby's name Look over your rollbook, see if you've got my baby's name She's acting funny now, she don't seem the same Take care of the baby, she'll make a broad someday Take care of the baby, 'cause she'll make a broad someday And if I'm not too busy, I'll be stopping by your way I feel like falling from the treetop to the ground I feel like falling from the treetop to the ground My gal got a mean joker, and, uh, he don't 'low me around I go there early in the morning, else go there late at night I got there early in the morning, else I have to go there late at night She used to be my sugar, man, he ain't treatin' her right You got to love your baby 'cause she'll stay home at night You got to love your baby so she'll stay home at night And if you don't love her, she sure ain't gonna treat you right You can't love me, baby, and love my brother, too You can't love me, baby, and love my brother, too Because that's bad stuff and it will never do