My Sunday woman brings the daily news
That Monday woman buys me stockings and shoes
Better not let my good girl catch you here
Ain't no tellin' what poor little Lucy Mae do
My Tuesday woman took that pocket change
That Wednesday woman wants to do the same
Better not let my good girl catch you here
Ain't no tellin' what poor little Lucy Mae do
My Thursday woman knocks upon my door
That Friday woman boy has got to go
Better not let my good girl catch you here
Ain't no tellin' what poor little Lucy Mae do
My Saturday woman totes the Gatling gun
Cut you if you stand, shoot you if you run
Better not let my good girl catch you here
Ain't no tellin' what poor little Lucy Mae do
She left one Christmas coming by that afternoon
Next time I seen her boy it was the 19th of June
Better not let my good girl catch you here
Ain't no tellin' what poor little Lucy Mae do
Good-bye little woman babe, you call that gone
You may leave Jimmy baby, but you won't stay long
Better not let my good girl catch you here
Ain't no tellin' what poor little Lucy Mae do
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Jimmy Reiter - Lucy Mae Blues Lyrics
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My Sunday woman brings the daily news
That Monday woman buys me stockings and shoes
Better not let my good girl catch you here
Ain't no tellin' what poor little Lucy Mae do
My Tuesday woman took that pocket change
That Wednesday woman wants to do the same
Better not let my good girl catch you here
Ain't no tellin' what poor little Lucy Mae do
My Thursday woman knocks upon my door
That Friday woman boy has got to go
Better not let my good girl catch you here
Ain't no tellin' what poor little Lucy Mae do
My Saturday woman totes the Gatling gun
Cut you if you stand, shoot you if you run
Better not let my good girl catch you here
Ain't no tellin' what poor little Lucy Mae do
She left one Christmas coming by that afternoon
Next time I seen her boy it was the 19th of June
Better not let my good girl catch you here
Ain't no tellin' what poor little Lucy Mae do
Good-bye little woman babe, you call that gone
You may leave Jimmy baby, but you won't stay long
Better not let my good girl catch you here
Ain't no tellin' what poor little Lucy Mae do
That Monday woman buys me stockings and shoes
Better not let my good girl catch you here
Ain't no tellin' what poor little Lucy Mae do
My Tuesday woman took that pocket change
That Wednesday woman wants to do the same
Better not let my good girl catch you here
Ain't no tellin' what poor little Lucy Mae do
My Thursday woman knocks upon my door
That Friday woman boy has got to go
Better not let my good girl catch you here
Ain't no tellin' what poor little Lucy Mae do
My Saturday woman totes the Gatling gun
Cut you if you stand, shoot you if you run
Better not let my good girl catch you here
Ain't no tellin' what poor little Lucy Mae do
She left one Christmas coming by that afternoon
Next time I seen her boy it was the 19th of June
Better not let my good girl catch you here
Ain't no tellin' what poor little Lucy Mae do
Good-bye little woman babe, you call that gone
You may leave Jimmy baby, but you won't stay long
Better not let my good girl catch you here
Ain't no tellin' what poor little Lucy Mae do
Writer: FRANKIE SIMS
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Copyright: Lyrics © Wixen Music Publishing, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC