"Golden Rule Blues" lyrics - BESSIE SMITH

I can't understand, I can't keep my man
Won't somebody please find him if you can
Tell him this for me

Give me back my key, I let him have five years ago
Bring me back my key, I let him have five years ago
You don't know how to use it, you don't need it no more

Looked for you at home, you never can be found
Looked for you at home, you never can be found
That's the reason why you can't carry my key around

Pretty papa, you must learn the rules
Pretty papa, you must learn the rules
Go to work every mornin' like all the other men do

Bring me your pay after your work every day
Bring me your pay after your work every day
That's the only way you can make your pretty mama stay