You Done Told Everybody Trk 8 6:08   Fred McDowell   Mississippi Fred McDowell   Recorded Sept. 25, 1959, Como Mississippi   (previously unreleased)   Fred McDowell - guitar & vocal   Album: Portraits The First Recordings   Rounder CD 1718   Transcriber: Awcantor@aol.com            Fred spoken: 'Singin' to what there'          Song:    Lord, you done told ev'rybody   Baby, in your neighborhood      Lord, you done told ev'rybody   Baby, in yo' neighborhood      You done told ev'rybody   In yo' neighborhood      You was a dirty mistreater   Lord, you didn't mean me no good      'Nice trick'      I wouldn't hate it so badly   But you broke my diamond ring      Lord, I wouldn't hate it so bad, babe   But you broke my diamond ring      I wouldn't hate it so bad   But you broke, broke my   Diamond ring   Lord, broke my diamond ring      Lord, I'm goin' to the sargeant   I'm 'onna call the chief police      I'm goin' to the sargeant   I'm 'onna call that chief police      Lord, I'm goin' to the sargeant   I'm 'onna call the chief police      Lord, my baby done quit me   I can't see no peace      Lord my, my baby done quit me   I can't see no peace   No   Lord, Lord   I can't see   I can't see no peace      I looked down the road, baby   Just as fer as I could see      I looked down the road   Just as fer as I could see      Lord, a gang a-women   They was hollerin'   Rryin' after me       Lord, Lord   Hollerin', after    After me   Lord, an holler   After me   Lord, they was hollerin'    Lord, they was hollerin'   Hollerin' after me      Yes, I knowed   Somethin' goin' on wrong   I know, baby   Somethin' is goin' on wrong      I know my baby woke up, Lord   She found her mister's roam      That the reason that so    So many people   Strollin' way   Way from home      Reason so many people   Strollin' away   From home   Lord, Lord      Lord, Lord.   ~