Geschrieben am 19. September 2017 von für Crimemag, Krimigedicht


dixonI got a razor

By Willie Dixon

Who me?

Man, you know I ain’t never
Lost no fight
I’m way too fast for that cat

Now look
If me an a grizzly’s havin‘ a fight
No! Don’t you think the fight ain’t fair
You talkin‘ ‚bout helpin‘ me?
You better help that grizzly bear

I’ve got a razor, man
And I’ve got a *chib, this a cinch

Man, I can split a bolt a-lightnin‘
Befo‘ the lightnin‘ could move an inch

Now, look
If me an a wildcat
Is all in a clinch
You ain’t got to worry
I’ve got him cinched

Man, I’ll tie a couple knots
In his tail
Then I’ll pull his teeth
An clip his nails

I’ve got a razor, man
I got chib, this a cinch
I could split a bolt a-lightnin‘
Before the lightnin‘ could move a inch

Now, look
Man, I can toss up a apple
And then shoot out the co‘
Yeah! I can peel it
and then slice it Befo‘ it hit the flo‘

Man, you know I’ve got a razor
And can’t nobody win over me
When I got a razor

Man, I always got a razor
And I don’t never miss
You know I got a razor


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