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Slop Jar Blues Songtext
von Kokomo Arnold

Slop Jar Blues Songtext

Says I feel just like mama, throwing my slop jar in your face
Says I feel just like mama, throwing my slop jar in your face
Said you done lost your mind,
And let that old out‑minder take my place

Now I could cut your throat mama, and drink your blood like wine
Now I could cut your throat mama, and drink your blood like wine
Because you′s a dirty old buzzard, and you sure done lost your mind


Mama here I am, right out in the cold again
Mama here I am, right out in the cold again
Says the woman that I'm loving, got brains just like a turkey hen

Says I′d rather be a catfish, down in the Gulf of Mexico
Says I'd rather be a catfish, down in the Gulf of Mexico
Than to hear the woman that I'm loving, say sweet papa I got to go

Then I cried, till my pillow got soaking wet
Then I cried, till my pillow got soaking wet
Says I walked all the way up Beale
Street, I bowed my head at every old gal I met

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