32-20 Blues Lyrics

by Robert Johnson

I send for my baby and she don't come
I send for my baby, man, and she don't come
All the doctors in hot springs, they sure can't help her none

And if she gets unruly, things she don't wanna do
And if she gets unruly and thinks she don't wanna do
Take my 32-20, now, and cut her half in two

She got a 38 special but I believe it's most too light
She got a 38 special but I believe it's most too light
I got a 32-20, got to make the camps alright

I send for my baby, man, and she don't come
I send for my baby, man, and she don't come
All the doctors in hot springs sure can't help her none

I'm gonna shoot my pistol, I'm gonna shoot my Gatling gun
I'm gonna shoot my pistol, I'm gotta shoot my Gatling gun
You made me love you, now your man have come

Baby, where'd you stay last night?
Baby, where'd you stayed last night?
You gotta hair all tangled and you ain't talkin' right

38 special, boys, do it very well
38 special, boys, it do very well
I got a 32-20 now and it's a burnin'

If I send for my baby, man, and she don't come
If I send for my baby, man, and she don't come
All the doctors in Wisconsin sure can't help her none

Hey, hey baby, where'd you stay last night?
Hey, hey baby, where'd you stay last night?
You didn't come home until the sun was shining bright

Ah-oh, boy, I just can't take my rest
Ah-oh, boy, I just can't take my rest
With this 32-20 laying up and down my breast