Eric Clapton 32-20 Blues Lyrics

32-20 Blues Lyrics

(Robert Johnson)

I sent for my baby, and she don't come

I sent for
my baby, man, and she don't come

All the doctors in Hot Springs sure
can't help her none



And if she gets unruly, thinks she don't want
do

If she gets unruly, and thinks she don't want do

Take my 32-20,
and cut her half in two



She got a thirty-eight special, but I
believe it's most too light

She got a thirty-eight special, but I believe
it's most too light

I got a 32-20, got to make the camps alright



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 Hot Springs sure can't help
her none



I'm gonna shoot my pistol, gonna shoot my Gatlin' gun

I'm gonna shoot my pistol, gonna shoot my Gatlin' gun

You made me love
you, now your man have come



Aw baby, where you stay last night?

Ah baby, where you stay last night?

You got your hair all tangled, and
you ain't talkin' right



Got a thirty-eight special, boys, it do
very well

Got a thirty-eight 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
you stay last night

Hey hey baby, where you stayed last night

You
didn't come home until the sun was shinin' bright



Ah boys, I just
can't take my rest

Ah boys, I just can't take my rest

With this
32-20 layin' up and down my breast