Black Angel Blues

I've got a sweet black angel I like the way he spread his wings I've got a sweet black angel I like the way he spread his wings And I'm glad I've found him He's brought so much joy and everything If I ask him for a dime He give me a ten dollar bill If I ask him for a dime He give me a ten dollar bill If he does everything To keep my wants filled If my black angel would leave me I believe that I would die If my black angel would leave me I believe that I would die And If I see him looking at another woman I'll just scream and cry I love my black angel And I want him by myself I love my black angel And I want him by myself I don't want him to spread his wings Over no one else Womens, don't bother my black angel Don't bother him in any way Womens, don't bother my black angel Don't bother him anyway I'll serve night and yell in jail Most any day I'm glad I found my black angel I like the way he spread his wings I'm glad I found my black angel I like the way he spreads his wings He's got a new way of getting boots And he sure can shake that thing