Grown So Ugly

I got up this morning
And I put on my shoes
I tied my shoes
Then I washed my face
I went to the mirror
For to comb my head
I made a move
Didn’t know what to do
I tipped way forward
Got to break and run

Baby, this ain’t me
Baby, this ain’t me
Got so ugly I don’t even know myself

I left Angola
1964
Go walking down my street
Knock on my baby’s door
My baby come out
She asks me who I am
And I say, honey,
Don’t you know your man?
She said my man’s been gone
Since 1942
And I’ll tell you Mr. Ugly,
He didn’t look like you