Baby, please don't go
Baby, please don't go
Baby, please don't go
Down to New Orleans
You know I love you so
Baby please don't go

Well, your mind done gone
Well, your mind done gone
Yeah, your mind done gone
Left the county farm
You got the shackles on
Baby, please don't go

Before I be your dog
Before I be your dog
Before I be your dog
To git you way down here
I make you walk alone

When i look way down that lonesome road,
When i look down that lonesome road,
way way down way way down way way down that lonesome road.

The back back train'll get you home,
back back train'll get you home,
Back back train, Back back train, back back train'll get you home.

Well I though i heard that church bell toll
I though i heard that church bell toll,

Well well well well...

You were talkin' bout'chor woman
I wish to God that'choo could see mine
You were talkin' bout'chor woman
I wish to God honey... that'choo could see mine
Every time that little girl start to loving... she bring eyesight to the blind

Lord... her daddy musta been a millionaire... 'cause I can tell by the way she walk

Well I'm ready... ready as anybody can be
I am ready... a ready as anybody can be
I'm ready for you
I hope you ready for me

Got an out of town pistol with the graveyard frame
It shoots tombstone bullets... wit da ball and chain
I'm drinkin' TNT... and smokin' dynamite
I hope some schoolboy pick a fight
'Cause I'm ready... ready as anybody can be
Well I'm ready for you... I hope you ready for me

Jesus is on the main line, tell him what you want
Jesus is on the main line, tell him what you want
Hey Jesus is on the main line, tell him what you want
Ooh Call him up and tell him what you want Yeah

He will come in a hurry, just tell him what you want
I said he will come in a hurry, just tell him what you want
Oh he will come in a hurry, just tell him what you want

Ohh... cayeah...

What'cha say baby...
Umm huh...
Thats what I thought...

You're a no good heartbreaker
You're a liar... you're a cheat
And I don't know why I let you do that thing to me
My friends keep telling me... yeah... that'choo ain't no good
Oh why... I'd leave you if I could
I guess I'm on tight
And I'm stuck like glue
Cause I ain't never
I ain't never
I ain't never... no... no...

Ladies and Gentlemans...
Step right up...
Let's go see the elephant
Well i'm a road runner honey... Yeah!

I'm a road runner honey
And you can't keep up with me
When i'm a road runner lover
And you can't keep up with me
You gotta a green light baby
Baby Baby you'll see

Well...Move over honey
Baby let me by
Move over honey
C'mon! let me by
I'm gonna show you baby
Cheers... Here's mud in your eyes

Shame shame shame on you Miss Roxy
Shame shame shame on you Miss Roxy
Shame shame... shame on what'choo done... yeah

You made me sweaty
Talkin' I was skin & bones
You cause your lovers grief
Oh.. look at me now

Shame shame shame on you Miss Roxy... thats right
Shame shame shame on you Miss Roxy
Shame shame... a shame on what'choo done
You know what ya done
You wanna butt
You wanna what

Baby, please stop messin' 'round
You'll be messin' around all the time
Baby, please stop messin' around
You'll be messin' around all the time
If you don't stop messin' 'round
You'll be somebody's friend
Instead of mine, yes sir

You're rockin' the temprature
My baby's cherry red
You're rockin' so hard
I fall right out of bed

I said,
Baby, please stop messin' 'round

My baby gimme high temperature
My baby gimme high temperature
Yeah... 1

I never thought a first time love would ever last
How could a kiss like that knock me flat on my ass

Heh ha..

The burning bed
The roses dead
And now I'm dancing with myself

Yeah I'm missing you
Just like you want me to
You made me trip into the grind
Now I can't get you off of my mi-i-i-i-ind

Yeah... your sweet talking hip shaking wobblin gonna blow a man away
Kiss butt... and guess what

You gotta move
You gotta move
You gotta move
You gotta move
Oh... when my God gets ready
You gotta move
You gotta move

You may be high
You may be low
You may be rich... yeah
You may be poor
But when the Lord get ready
You gotta move
You gotta move
Huh Huh... ooww...

Yes...

You may be old
You may be young
You may be weak
Maybe high-strung
But when the good Lord get ready
You gotta move