Ma Rainey - Southern Blues lyrics

House catch on fire and ain't no water 'round If your house catch on fire, ain't no water 'round Throw your trunk out the window, building, burn on down I went to that gypsy to have my fortune told I went to that gypsy to have my fortune told He said, "Doggone you girlie, doggone your bad luck soul" I turned around, went to that gypsy next door I turned around, went to that gypsy next door He said, "You'll get a man anywhere you'll go" Let me be your rag doll until your Chinee comes Let me be your rag doll till your Chinee comes If she beats me ragging , she's got to rag it some