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Muireann Bradley
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Mississippi John Hurt
Songwriter
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Gimmie red lipstick
And a bright poppy rouge
A shingle bob haircut
And a shot of good booze
Hurry down, sweet daddy
Come blowin' your horn
If you come too late
Sweet mama will be gone
Come along, young man
Everythin' settin' right
My husband's gone away 'til next Saturday night
Hurry down, sweet daddy
Come blowin' your horn
If you come too late
Sweet mama will be gone
I'm rarin' to go
Red shoes on my feet
My minds sittin' right for a Tin Lizzie seat
Hurry down, sweet daddy
Come blowin' your horn
If you come too late
Sweet mama will be gone
Stop at the fashion shop
Get the one looks best
Your own sweet mama
Wants a brand-new dress
Hurry down, sweet daddy
Come blowin' your horn
If you come too late
Sweet mama will be gone
The red rooster says
"Cockadoodle doodle doo"
Richland woman says
"Any dude will do"
Hurry down, sweet daddy
Come blowin' your horn
If you come too late
Sweet mama will be gone
With rosy red garters
Pink hose on my feet
Turkey red bloomers
And a rumble seat
Hurry down, sweet daddy
Come blowin' your horn
If you come too late
Sweet mama will be gone
Every Sunday mornin'
Church ladies watch me go
My wings sprouted out now
The preacher told me so
Hurry down, sweet daddy
Come blowin' your horn
If you come too late
Sweet mama will be gone
Dress skirts cut high
Then they cut low
Don't think I'm a sport
Keep on watchin' me go
Hurry down, sweet daddy
Come blowin' your horn
If you come too late
Sweet mama will be gone
Gimmie red lipstick
And a bright poppy rouge
A shingle bob haircut
And a shot of good booze
Hurry down, sweet daddy
Come blowin' your horn
If you come too late
Sweet mama will be gone
Writer(s): Mississippi John Hurt
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