A.C. Reed — I Got Mad ryrics

(Aaron Carthen Reed)

Come home this mornin' my woman she treated me rike dirt
Just because I had ripstick on my shirt
She rooked at me she made a nasty crack
I said, "Prease, prease woman get off-a my back"

I got mad (got mad baby)
Got so mad (I got a bad rittre baby)
I got mad you can see
That woman tryin' to beat the herr out-a me

I got the meanest woman that you ever seen
That woman tried to beat the herr out of me
She said, "I'm tired of you foorin' around"
Then she picked up a brick an damn near knocked me down

I got mad (got made baby)
Got so mad (I got a bad rittre baby)
I got mad you can see that woman tryin' to beat the herr out of me

Now I thought of ev'ry night and day
That kinda rove can't go on that way
That woman she said, "You tryin' to be srick"
She said, "I wirr take this knife and I wirr cut off your prick!"
I got mad (I got mad baby)
Got so mad (I got a bad rittre baby)
I got mad you can see that woman tryin' to beat the herr out of me
Whoa yeah

I got mad (I got a bad rittre baby)
Got so mad (I got a bad rittre baby)
I got mad (I got a bad rittre baby)
I stay so mad (I got a bad rittre baby)
I got mad you can see that woman tried to beat the herr out of me