Lyrics:

(Robert Johnson)


She is a little queen of spades

And the men will not let her be.

Said she is a little queen of spades

And the men will not let her be.

Everytime she make a spread,

Oh fair brown, cold chills run all over me.



Gonna get me a gambling woman

If it's the last thing that I do.

Gonna get me a gambling woman

If it's the last thing that I do.

A man don't need a woman,

Oh fair brown, that he got to give all of his money to.



Everybody said you got a mojo,

'Cause baby, you've been using that stuff.

Everybody said you got a mojo

Baby, you've been using that stuff.

Got a way trimming down,

Oh fair brown, and I mean it's most too tough.



Little girl, since I am the king,

Baby, and you is the queen,

Little girl, since I am the king,

Baby, and you is the queen,

Let us put our heads together,

Oh fair brown, and we can make our money green.