Satin Skirt and Dancin’ Shoes (music and lyrics by Mary James) They built this club back when I was three Momma sang for dollars and Papa drank for free While I’d hide in the kitchen eatin’ rich folk’s hor d’ouerves And listenin’ to them talk about Mommas’ sweet young curves Chorus: Momma was a lady, never did nothin’ wrong Lord, could she help it if her legs were too long She sang hymns Sunday mornings but at night she’d sing the blues In her satin skirt and dancin’ shoes
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