Bessie Smith - Young Woman's Blues Lyrics

Woke up this mornin'
When chickens was crowin' for day
Felt on the right side of my pilla'
My man had gone away

By this pilla'
He left a note readin'
"I'm sorry, Jane, you got my goat
No time to marry, no time to settle down"

I'm a young woman and ain't done runnin' 'round
I'm a young woman and ain't done runnin' 'round

Some people call me a hobo
Some call me a bum
Nobody knows my name
Nobody knows what I've done

I'm as good as any woman
In your town
I ain't no high yeller
I'm a deep killer of brown

I ain't gonna marry
Ain't gonna settle down
I'm gonna drink good moonshine
And rub these browns down

See that long lonesome road
Lawd, you know it's gotta
And I'm a good woman
And I can get plenty men