© Samuel Speirs 2019

Blood Drew Me

My little sister,
Took up with a man.
He was a charmer,
When it all began.
Daddy had passed on,
So when they named the day,
I was the one to give my sister away.

But by December,
Something had gone wrong,
My little sister,
Was troubled and withdrawn,
She called our mamma,
Fearing' for her life.
Turned out The Charmer,
Was beaten' his wife.

CHORUS
He drew blood, and blood drew me.
He drew blood, and blood drew me.
Nobody else, it was down to me.
He drew blood, and blood drew me.

My little sister,
Was in ward twenty one.
That's where I saw the,
Damage he had done.
And in a fury,
I jumped into my car.
Kept her tickin' over outside Hennesy's Bar.

CHORUS

BRIDGE
Oh Daddy woulda shot him,
But I don't have a gun.
Sometimes a brother's gotta do
What a daddy woulda done

He came out swayin'
And I took him out good.
Turned off my engine,
And peeled him off my hood.
I said, "Go near my sister,
I'm the last thing you'll see.
You messed with my sister.
Now you're messing' with me!"

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