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Lyrics by: Joe Josea, B.B. King
# Debut Chart
31 Aug '68 R&B
94 Aug '68 Hot 100

Lyrics

Hey, the woman I love Ain't much more than skin and bones Yes, the woman I love Ain't much more than skin and bones She on her way to her grave But she want moonshine along


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Yes, her legs are so little They look just like a cigarette Hey, her legs are so little They look just like a cigarette Yes, she on her way to her grave But moonshine is still her bet Yeah, she won't work nowhere 'Cause the devil man give her relief Yeah, she won't work nowhere 'Cause the devil man give her relief Yes, both of her shoes Got big holes in them And her stockings ain't got no feet Look out Hey, she loves her moonshine Like most people love to eat I said, my baby likes her moonshine Like most people love to eat Yes, I'm having so much trouble Trying to keep my baby off the street Yes, she buy the worst moonshine in town Half a drink for just fifteen cents Yes, I say my baby buy The worst moonshine in town Half a drink for just fifteen cents Well, she spends so much for moonshine Till I can't hardly pay my rent

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