Beware, Brother, Beware
by Adams / Lasco / 
Fleecie Moore 
recording of 1999 
from 
Let the Good Times Roll: The Music of Louis Jordan (MCA 12042) 
Hey, fellas, yes, you, fellas, listen to me, I got something to tell you 
And I want you to listen to every word and govern yourselves accordingly 
Now, you see these girls with these fine diamonds, fine furs and fine clothes 
Well, they're looking for a husband and you're listening to a man who knows 
They ain't foolin', and if you fool around with them 
You're gonna get yourself in a schoolin' 
Listen, if she saves you dough, and won't go to the show 
Beware 
If she's easy to kiss and won't resist 
Beware 
And if you go for a walk, and she listens while you talk 
She's tryin' to hook you 
And nobody's lookin' and she asks you to taste her cookin' 
Don't do it, don't do it 
And if you go to a show and she wants to sit in the back row 
Bring her down front, bring her right down front 
If you wanna go for a snack, and she wants to sit in the booth in the back 
Beware 
And listen, if she's used to caviar and fine silk 
When you go out with her she wanna a hot dog and a malted milk 
She's trying to get you 
If you're used to goin' to Carnegie Hall, but when you take her out night club'ing 
All she wants is one meatball 
You better take it easy 
If she grabs your hand and says, "Darling, you're such a nice man" 
Beware, I'm telling you 
(Should I tell them no more?) 
(Tell them everything) 
You better listen to me 'cause I'm telling you what's being put down 
You better pick up on it 
If her sister calls your brother, you better get further 
I'm telling you, you better watch it 
And if she's acting kind of wild, and she says, "Darling, give me a trial" 
Don't you do it, don't be weak, don't give it to her 
And if she smiles in your face and just melts into place 
Let her melt, forget it, let her melt 
(Should I tell them no more?) 
(Tell them everything) 
Now listen, if she calls you up on the phone, and says, 
"Darling, are you all alone?" 
Tell her, "No, no, I've got two, three women with me" 
Don't pay no attention to women 
Stand up for your right, be a man, be a man 
(Are you listening?) 
If you turn out the lights and she don't fight 
That's the end, it's too late 
She's got you hooked, you might as well stick with her 
(Should I tell them no more?) 
If you get home about two and don't know what to do 
You pull back the curtains, and the whole family's looking at you 
Get your business straight 
Set the date, don't be late 
Brother, beware, beware, beware 
Brother, you better beware