Baby, I Knocked On Your Door
Well, I knocked on your door last night, baby, yes, and you wouldn't let old Sonny in
Well, I knocked on your door last night, little woman, yes, and you would not let old Sonny in
Well, you know, I'm goin' back tomorrow night, yes, you know, I'm gonna try my luck again
Well, I done told you, little woman, well, you know, I ain't gonna tell you no more
Well, I done told you, little woman, well, you know, I ain't gonna tell you no more
Well, you know, the good book said you gonna, whoa, reap just what you sow
You know, I give you all my money, I can't stand the way you do
You know, I give you all my money, I can't stand the way you do
Well, you know, you have been a good little girl, whoa, but you just won't be true
Well, I'm gonna buy me a pistol, little woman, made up on a .44 frame
Well, I'm gonna buy me a pistol, little woman, made up on a .44 frame
Well, you can look down in the ground, little woman, whoa, you know, you can see that undertaker man
Well, you know, I feel like snappin', baby, yes, my pistol all in your face
Well, you know, I feel like snappin', baby, yes, my pistol all in your face
Well, you know, some old lonely graveyard, yes, will be your restin' place
Compositor: Saunders Terry
ECAD: Obra #23961065