J.T. "Funny Paper" Smith - Forty-Five Blues lyrics

I feel mean and hateful, I just can't feel satisfied I feel mean and hateful, I just can't feel satisfied I'm goin' out after my woman this mornin' and I'm takin' my Forty-Five My woman quit me last summer and I can't get her off my mind My woman quit me last summer and I can't get her off my mind And if she don't come back this mornin', you gonna hear my Forty-Five cryin' Folks I hate to be mean, but I cain't be good if I tried Folks I hate to be mean, but I cain't be good if I tried And when I call my baby this mornin', I'm callin' her with my Forty-Five (Now the) Police got so they 'rest me every time they catch me on the street (Now the) Police got so they 'rest me every time they catch me on the street And tol' me this mornin' they're gonna let me catch you on my beat Now Everybody talkin' and tellin' me why I don't I let that no good woman be Now Everybody talkin' and tellin' me why I don't I let that no good woman be 'Cus she may show me that she didn't want me but I don't got sense enough to see Soon as I do what I want to do, then I'll be satisfied Soon as I do what I want to do, then I'll be satisfied That's k** my woman and walk to the police and hand them my Forty-Five