Phonograph Blues

Beatrice got a phonograph And it won't say a lonesome word Beatrice got a phonograph And it won't say a lonesome word What evil have I done? What evil has the poor girl heard? Beatrice, I love my phonograph But you broke my windin' chain Beatrice, I love my phonograph But you have broke my windin' chain And you taken my lovin' And you gave it to your other man And we played it on the sofa And we played it side the wall And we played it on the sofa And we played it side the wall But boys, my needles have got rusty And it will not play at all Beatrice, I love my phonograph Mmm, babe, and I'm bound to lose my mind Beatrice, I love my phonograph And I'm 'bout to lose my mind Why don't you bring your clothes back home, baby And try me one more time Now my phonograph Mmm, babe, it won't say a lonesome word My little phonograph And it won't say a lonesome word What evil I have done? What evil have the poor girl heard? Now Beatrice Won't you bring your clothes back home Now Beatrice Won't you bring your clothes back home I wanna wind your little phonograph Just to hear your little motor moan