Phonograph Blues Lyrics - The Robert Johnson Songbook - Peter Green

Beatrice got a phonograph 

And it won't say a lonesome word 

Beatrice got a phonograph 

And it won't say a lonesome word 

What evil have I done? 

What evil has the poor girl heard? 

Beatrice, I love my phonograph 

But you broke my windin' chain 

Beatrice, I love my phonograph 

But you have broke my windin' chain 

And you taken my lovin' 

And you gave it to your other man 

And we played it on the sofa 

And we played it side the wall 

And we played it on the sofa 

And we played it side the wall 

But boys, my needles have got rusty 

And it will not play at all 

Beatrice, I love my phonograph 

Mmm, babe, and I'm bound to lose my mind 

Beatrice, I love my phonograph 

And I'm 'bout to lose my mind 

Why don't you bring your clothes back home, baby 

And try me one more time 

Now my phonograph 

Mmm, babe, it won't say a lonesome word 

My little phonograph 

And it won't say a lonesome word 

What evil I have done? 

What evil have the poor girl heard? 

Now Beatrice 

Won't you bring your clothes back home 

Now Beatrice 

Won't you bring your clothes back home 

I wanna wind your little phonograph 

Just to hear your little motor moan