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Tampa Red - She Don't Know My Mind Part 2

 
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She don't know
She don't know
She don't know my mind
Gosh-darn her
She don't know
She don't know my mind
When you see me laughing
Laughing to keep from crying

I'm goin' to grab a picket
Off my neighbor's fence
And beat my woman head
Till she learn some sense

Oh She don't know
She don't know my mind
When you see me laughing
Laughing to keep from crying

Now she can whip it she can whop it
She can hang it on the wall
She can throw it out of the window
But I will catch it 'fore and fall

She don't know
She don't know my mind
When you see me laughing
Laughing to keep from crying
Play that thing there boy

Now I peeped in the window
And this is what I saw
A man crawlin' on his knees
Doing the cooty-cooty crawl

But She don't know
She don't know my mind
When you see mе laughing
Laughing to keep from crying

Yes I'm packing up mama
Going back to the woods
I done found out
That you don't mеan me no good

But She don't know
She don't know my mind
When you see me laughing
Laughing to keep from crying

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