Phonograph Blues

Beatrice got a phonograph

And it won't say a lonesome word

Beatrice got a phonograph

And it won't say a lonesome word

What evil have I done?

What evil has the poor girl heard?

Beatrice, I love my phonograph

But you broke my windin' chain

Beatrice, I love my phonograph

But you have broke my windin' chain

And you taken my lovin'

And you gave it to your other man

And we played it on the sofa

And we played it side the wall

And we played it on the sofa

And we played it side the wall

But boys, my needles have got rusty

And it will not play at all

Beatrice, I love my phonograph

Mmm, babe, and I'm bound to lose my mind

Beatrice, I love my phonograph

And I'm 'bout to lose my mind

Why don't you bring your clothes back home, baby

And try me one more time

Now my phonograph

Mmm, babe, it won't say a lonesome word

My little phonograph

And it won't say a lonesome word

What evil I have done?

What evil have the poor girl heard?

Now Beatrice

Won't you bring your clothes back home

Now Beatrice

Won't you bring your clothes back home

I wanna wind your little phonograph

Just to hear your little motor moan