"Sam Jones' Blues" lyrics - CECILE MCLORIN SALVANT

Sam Jones left his lawful wife, just to step around
Came back home, 'bout a year
Took it for his high brown
Went to his accustomed door
Than he knocked his knuckles sore
To his surprise he realized
She was his wife no more

Sam said, "I'm your husband, dear"
When she said, "Dear, that's strange to hear
'Cause you ain't talkin' to Mrs. Jones
You speakin' to Miss Wilson now
I used to be your lawful mate
But the judge done changed my fate

There was a time you could-a' walked right on in
And call this place your home sweet home
But now it's all mine, for all time
I'm free and livin' all alone

I don't need your rent, don't need your clothes
Don't need your ones and twos
Though I ain't rich, I know my stitch
I earned my strutting shoes

So, hand me the key that unlocked that front door
Because that door don't say Sam Jones no more
You ain't talkin' to Mrs. Jones
You speakin' to Miss Wilson now"