Barbecue Bob

Hurry And Bring It Back Home

I got them blues: And I can't be satisfied
Got them so bad: I could just lay down and die

Woke up this morning: My clock was striking four
Someone started knocking: Knocking on my door

I went to see: What the noise was all about
Someone told me: Your brown done left this town

On a monday morning: First thing sad news
Listen here professor: Play for me those blues

Now mama mama: Hurry bring it on back to me
You were so crazy: For ever leaving me

Now haven't I done: Everything you asked me to
You know by that: I don't love no one but you

Listen here sweet mama: I'm going to tell you a natural
You got what I want: So hurry bring it back