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I AIN'T GONNA PLAY NO SECOND FIDDLE Perry "Mule" Bradford 1925 Bessie Smith w Louis Armstrong (cornet) Charlie Green (trombone) & Fletcher Henderson (piano) rec May 27th 1925 New York also- Perry Bradford & his Jazz Phools '25 Teresa Brewer Let me tell you daddy, Mama ain't gonna sit in and grieve, Pack up your stuff And get ready to leave. I stood your foolishness long enough, So now I'm gonna call your bluff, On certain things I'm gonna call your hand, So now daddy, here's my plan; I ain't gonna play no second fiddle, I'm used to playin' lead. You must think that I am blind, You've been cheatin' me all the time! Why did you still flirt, And you notice I is hurt? You see you with my chum, Do you think that I am dumb? You cause me to drink, When I sat down and think, And see that you never take heed! I called to your house the other night, Caught you and your good girl havin' a fight! I ain't gonna play no second fiddle, 'Cause I'm used to playin' lead. I caught you with your good time vamp, So now papa I'm gonna put out your lamp! And papa, I ain't sore, You ain't gonna mess with me no more! I'm gonna flirt with another sheik, And you're gonna hang your head and weep! I ain't gonna play no second fiddle, 'Cause I'm used to playin' lead. (Contributed by Peter Akers - October 2008)

    


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