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Son House said the blues is a worried old heart disease
And sometimes I wish I had my whole heart in my hands
And Son House said, how to treat a man
Son House said, Lord, Son House said

And when you find a man, he's a good man, baby
he's a righteous man, he's a lover man
When you find a man, you got to gold him close
You got to hug and kiss and squeeze him tight
You got to treat him right
Son House says
Lord, Son House said

A good man, babe
A righteous man
He's a lover man, lord
When you find a man
He's a lover man
A righteous man, lord
A lover man
A good man, baby

You got to let him know, you ain't never gonna let him go
That you're gonna hold his whole heart in your hands
You got to make him understand
With your lips, hips, and fingertips
How to treat a man
Lord, How to treat a man
Son House said, Lord
Son House said