I was back home, baby, and I've written you every day I was back home, baby, and I've written you every day Says, I'm sorry, pretty mama, I didn't hear a word you say
Lord, I went down to a drug store, Lord, to get me a three cent stamp Lord, I went down to the drug store, to get me a three cent stamp I'm sure I put it on the letter, baby, It must've thrown away
Says now, hey, woman, tell me when you comin' home Hey, hey, pretty mama, tell me when you comin' home Says, I miss you, pretty mama, ever since you been gone
Says, now you know, pretty mama, that I got the blues, (Spoken, Yeah!) Hey, hey, pretty mama, mmmm, you know I got the blues Says, I know I been missin' you, ever since I been gone from you
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Said, now bye, mama, guess I better go (Spoken: Yeah!) Said, now bye, pretty mama, guess I better go 'Fore I wear out all the women, you don't want me 'round here no more
Said, now hey, woman, what you want me to do? (Spoken: Yeah!) Hey, hey, pretty mama, what you want me to do? Every time I think about you, give me the three stamp bluesTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
