Dave Van Ronk — Blues Chante

I wouldn't give a blind sow an acorn, I wouldn't give a crippled crab a crutch I wouldn't give a blind sow an acorn, I wouldn't give a crippled crab a crutch Well, I just found out, baby mama, that you ain't so such a much When I give you all my lovin', you say I wear you out; when I give you none at all, you know, you swear you can't do without You need a different man; you need a different kind Ahh, you need a fortune telling man, honey; get me to mine Oh, I took my girl to the circus to see what we could see; when she saw what the elephant had, she wouldn't come home with me I wouldn't give a blind sow an acorn, I wouldn't give a crippled crab a crutch Well, I just found out, pretty mama, that you ain't so such much