Men Treats Woman

My old time daddy Came back home last night. His face was pale and His eyes didn't look just right. He says, “Mary, I'm Comin' home to you— So sick and lonesome I don't know what to do.” Oh, men treats women Just like a pair o' shoes— You kicks 'em round and Does 'em like you choose. I looked at my daddy— Lawd! and I wanted to cry. He looked so thin— Lawd! that I wanted to cry. But the devil told me: Damn a lover Come home to die!