"I Love My Baby" lyrics

"I Love My Baby"

Aw, go ahead, baby

Oh well, I love my baby
And always will
Well, I love my baby
Now, now, I always will
Well, she get up in the mornin'
Ya'll, she gave me a thrill

Well, was it three o'clock in the mornin'
The moon was shinin' bright
Well, it was three o'clock late
The moon was shinin' bright
Oh well, my baby didn't come home
But that's alright

Oh well, hey, hey, baby, now
Bring me my walkin' shoes
Well, hey, hey, baby, now
Bring me my walkin' shoes
Oh well, don't you know, baby?
I need a shot of them ol' blues

(Blind Owl, now I want you to play the blues)

(Ahhh)

(Yes!)

(Yeah!)
(Yeah!)

Well honey, hey, hey, baby
Where'd you stay last night?
Well-a, hey, hey, baby
Where did you stay last night?
Well, now you didn't come home
'Til the sun was shinin' bright

Oh well, I feel so good
Just like a man just went free
Oh well, I feel so good
Just like a man that just went free
Well now, I found my baby
And she won't let it be

But it was late last evenin'
I was packin' my leavin' trunk
Well, it was late last evenin'
I was packin' my leavin' trunk
Well now, I didn't have no whiskey
Who's gonna make me sloppy drunk?

(Oh, play the blues, Alan)

Well, now I found my baby, Lord
Movin' down the road
Well now, I finally found my baby, now
Movin' down the road
Well now, I got a little woman
Who does what she's told

Well now, I've told my story
Every word is true
Well now, I've told my story, child
Lord, every word is true
You better watch out, people
That woman just might get you


Writer(s): Adolfo De La Parra
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