The Old Hag Is Sleeping

From Blueberry Boat

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Lyrics

My baby’s angry--he’s always so angry;
He smiles only when he can give me abuse.
What’s the use. What’s the use?

The church bells are busted again
And a cakewalk class I’m out of sync
I peek at Granddad’s watch and take a drink

Linen being pawned on a eclipse
Pack the swatches in the pony-cart
Before the gate he squints and's ready to start

My baby’s angry--he’s always so angry
At best, he ignores me, and don’t curse and stare
Despair, oh despair!

He gets pink roses sent by
The Other Woman now lives upstairs
(You think she thinks he really cares?)

I go and retire by nine
He’s in the Kansas City cabinet today
Pretend I’m asleep, I hear him say,

“The Old Hag is sleeping!
Now Old Hag stay, sleeping;
If you never wake up, it’s heaven (as it were), Widower, Widower!”

My baby’s angry--he’s always so angry
He smiles only when he can give me abuse
What’s the use, what’s the use?