What Am I to Do Blues

I love my little cherry ball 

Better than I love myself 

I love my cherry ball

Better than I love myself 

Then if she don't love me

She can't love nobody else 



Cherry ball, she quit me

Quit me in a nice, good way 

Cherry ball, she quit me

Quit me in a nice, good way 

You know, what it take to get her back

I carries it ev'ryday



Now, I left cherry ball standin'

Standin' in the back do' cryin'

Now, I left cherry ball

Standin' in the back do' cryin'

Of course, I feel her condition

But her trouble ain't none a-mine



She's just like a spider

She's hangin' on the wall

She's like a spider

She's hangin' on the wall

You know, she done quit me

She quit me without a cause



Now, when she left me

She left tears in my eye

Now, when she left me

She left tears in my eye

You know, that I love her

But her disposition I do dispise



Now, you can take the Southern

I'm 'on take the Sante Fe

Now, you take the Southern

I'm 'on take the Sante Fe

I'm gon' ride an gon' ramble

'Till cherry ball come back to me 



She got to come on back home to me-ee-ee.



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