Sunday, February 24, 2008

some bluey


red house
(j. h.)

Wait a minute something's wrong baby,
Lord, have mercy,
this key won't unlock this door,
something's goin' on here.

I have a bad bad feeling
that my baby don't live here no more.

That's all right, I still got my guitar
Look out now . . .

I might as well go on back down
go back 'cross yonder over the hill
I might as well go back over yonder
way back over yonder 'cross the hill,
(That's where I came from.)

'Cause if my baby don't love me no more,
I know her sister will!"


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