Bob Dylan (Live 1961) - Fixin' To Die

Bob Dylan singing 'Fixin' To Die' at the Carnegie Recital Hall on November 4th 1961

Feeling funny in my mind, Lord,
I believe I'm fixing to die, fixing to die
Feeling funny in my mind, Lord
I believe I'm fixing to die
Well, I don't mind dying
But I hate to leave my children crying
Well, I look over yonder to that burying ground
Look over yonder to that burying ground
Sure seems lonesome, Lord, when the sun goes down

Feeling funny in my eyes, Lord,
I believe I'm fixing to die, fixing to die
Feeling funny in my eyes, Lord
I believe I'm fixing to die
Well, I don't mind dying but
I hate to leave my children crying
There's a black smoke rising, Lord
It's rising up above my head, up above my head
It's rising up above my head, up above my head
And tell Jesus make up my dying bed.

I'm walking kind of funny, Lord
I believe I'm fixing to die, fixing to die
Yes I'm walking kind of funny, Lord
I believe I'm fixing to die
Fixing to die, fixing to die
Well, I don't mind dying
But I hate to leave my children crying.

Willie Dixon: You Shook Me

You Shook Me 4:18 Trk 6
(Willie Dixon)
Willie Dixon
Album: 'Willie Dixon I Am The Blues'
Chess Records 1970, reissue
Originally produced by Abner - Spector
Columbia Legacy CK 53627 ('360 Sound')
Willie Dixon - vocal w/Chicago All-stars:
Johnny Shines - guitar, Walter 'Shakey' Horton - harmonica
Sunnyland Slim, Lafayette Leake - piano
and Clifton James - drums
Transcriber: Awcantor@aol.com



You know you shook me
You shook me all night long
(You wouldn't turn me loose)
Whoa, you shook me, pretty mama
You shook me all night long
(Couldn't rest a bit)
Whoa, you just crept on me, shakin' me, baby
Whoa-oh, you done messed up my happy home

You know, ya move me, baby
Just like a hurricaine
(Boy, an that's a strong wind)
Whoa, you move me, pretty mama
You know, you move me
Just like a hurricaine
(Didn't have a chance)
Ooh, you move me, pretty mama
Just like a earthquake can move the land
(Boy, she shook me all over)

(harmonica & instrumental)

'Have Mercy On Me!'

Sometimes I wonder-ooo
What's gonna happen
To my po' wife and child?
Lord, sometimes I wonder-ooo
What's gonna happen
To my po' wife and child?
Now baby, you done made me love you-ooo
Lord, I just can't be satisfied

You know ya shook me
You shook me all night long
You know you shook me, mama
(Wouldn't even stop)
You shook me all night long
You know you kept on shakin' me, darlin'
Lord, you done messed up my happy home.

Willie Dixon: I'm Nervous

When my b-b-baby calls me d-d-daddy
And she c-c-call me real slow-sh
I a-ask her what she want
And she says ' I-I don't kn-know'
I get nervous
M-m-man. I get nervous
I'm a n-n-nervous man
And I t-t-tremble all in my b-b-bones

A-when she take me in her arms
And she squeeze, squeeze me tight
Start to sh-shakin' in her voice
And she say, 'Ev'ry-th-thing's alright'
I get the n-nervous man
Man, I-I-I get nervous
I'm a n-n-nervous man
And I t-t-tremble all in my b-b-bones

(guitar & instrumental)

Now, a-when my b-b-baby
K-k-kiss me, f-f-f-feel like-a
L-l-l-lightnin' hit my b-b-brains
My heart b-b-beat like thunder
And she call me's baby names
I get-a n-n-n-nervous
M-man, I-I get nervous
I'm a n-n-nervous m-m-man
And I t-t-tremble all in my bones.

Howlin Wolf: Spoonful

It could be a
spoonful
of diamonds
Could be a spoonful of gold
Just a little spoon of your precious love
Satisfies my soul
Men lies about little
Some of them cries about little
Some of them dies about little
Everything fight about little spoonful
That spoon, that spoon, that spoonful
It could be a spoonful of coffee
Could be a spoonful of tea
But a little spoon of your precious love
Good enough for me
Men lies about that
Some of them dies about that
Some of them cries about that
But everything fight about that spoonful
That spoon, that spoon, that spoonful
It could be a spoonful of water
Saved from the deserts sand
But one spoon of them fortifies
Save you from another man
Men lies about that
Some of them cries about that
Some of them dies about that
Everybody fightin' about that spoonful
That spoon, that spoon, that spoonful

KOKO TAYLOR / IRMA THOMAS / RUTH BROWN / B.B.KING

Koko Taylor - Ernestine

Ernestine, you'd better leave my man alone, ernestine, because of you i can't go on,
I told you for the last time,
To find you a man of you own.

Ernestine,what you doing,you know it ain't right,
Ernestine,when you play,it make me wanna fight,
Girl you playin with danger,
And girl, this might take, it might.

Chorus
Riff/ i warned yo/u once
Riff/ girl without a/ doubt
Riff/ 2 strikes yo/u lose
Riff/ third strike you'/re out
Riff/ like a base/ball game
Riff/ you dancin wi/th a slugger
Riff/ i hit a grand/ slam,
Cause i'm a bad mmam duck

Ernestine, you'd better leave my man alone
I told you for the last time,
To find you a man of your own.

Solo (like vs)

Ernestine, you playin with fire, you know you'll burn
Ernestine,i know, where you come from
You refuse to listen,
But you ain't in the right school to learn.

Chorus

Ernestine,you'd better leave my man alone,
I told you for the last time, to find/ you a man of you own.

Koko Taylor: nothing take the place of you

I moved your pictures from my wall and I replaced them with large and small
And each new day finds me so blue nothing takes the place of you
I read your letters one by one and I still love you when it's all said and done
And oh my darling I'm so blue cause nothing oh nothing takes the place of you
Find More lyrics at www.sweetslyrics.com
As I write this letter it's raining on my window pane
And I feel the need of you cause without you nothing seems the same
So I'll wait till you're home again I love you but I'm all alone
And oh my darling I'm so blue cause nothing oh nothing takes the place of you
As I write this letter...

Koko Taylor & Willie Dixon - Insane Asylum

(Dixon, sp.:)
I went out to the insane asylum
And I found my baby out there
I said please come back to me darlin'
What in the world are you doin' here?
Then the little girl raised up her head
Tears was streamin' down from her eyes
And these are the things
That the little girl said

(sung:)
When your love has ceased to be (Lord, have mercy)
There's no other place for me (Mmmm)
If you don't hold me in your arms (Oh child oh child)
I'd rather be here from now on
Some people have an halfway fare
Without your love I ain't nowhere
Oh I can't eat and I can't sleep (oh child oh child)
Lord I can't even live in peace (Mmmm)
Please take me baby for your slave (Oooh)
And save me from that early grave
Some people have an halfway fare
Without your love I ain't nowhere

(Dixon, sp.:)
And then sorrow struck my heart
Tears began to stream down from my eyes
The only woman that I ever loved in whole my life
Out here in a place in a condition like this
And I began to thinkin' about what my mama told me when I was a little boy
She told me when I couldn't help myself, to get down on my knees and pray
Then I fell down on my knees
And these are the words that I said

(sung, both)
Save me save me save me babe,
Save me save me save me dear,
Whoa I don't know just how we made it
But I'm so glad our love is here
But I'm so glad our love is here
But I'm so glad our love is here...

Koko Taylor & Little Walter - Wang Dang Doodle

Wang Dang Doodle
Howlin' Wolf, Koko Taylor

Tell Automatic Slim , tell Razor Totin' Jim
Tell Butcher Knife Totin' Annie, tell Fast Talking Fanny
A we gonna pitch a ball, a down to that union hall
We gonna romp and tromp till midnight
We gonna fuss and fight till daylight
We gonna pitch a wang dang doodle all night long
All night long, All night long, All night long

Tell Kudu-Crawlin' Red, tell Abyssinian Ned
Tell ol' Pistol Pete, everybody gonna meet
Tonight we need no rest, we really gonna throw a mess
We gonna to break out all of the windows,
we gonna kick down all the doors
We gonna pitch a wang dang doodle all night long
All night long, All night long, All night long

Tell Fats and Washboard Sam, that everybody gonna to jam
Tell Shaky and Boxcar Joe, we got sawdust on the floor
Tell Peg and Caroline Dye, we gonna have a time
When the fish scent fill the air, there'll be snuff juice everywhere
We gonna pitch a wang dang doodle all night long
All night long, All night long etc.

by Willie Dixon

Howlin- Wolf - Little Red Rooster

The Red Rooster
Howling Wolf
I have a little red rooster, too lazy to crow for day
I have a little red rooster, too lazy to crow for day
Keep everything in the barnyard, upset in every way

Oh the dogs begin to bark,
and the hound begin to howl
Oh the dogs begin to bark, hound begin to howl
Ooh watch out strange kind people,
Cause little red rooster is on the prowl

If you see my little red rooster, please drag him home
If you see my little red rooster, please drag him home
There ain't no peace in the barnyard,
Since the little red rooster been gone

Willie Dixon

I Just Want To Make Love To You

I Just Want To Make Love To You
Muddy Waters, Willie Dixon
I don't want you to be no slave
I don't want you to work all day
I don't want you to be true
I just want to make love to you

I don't want you to wash my clothes
I don't want you to keep my home
I don't want your money too
I just want to make love to you

Well I can see by the way that you switch and walk
And I can tell by the way that you baby talk
And I know by the way that you treat your man
I wanna love you baby, it's a cryin' shame

I don't want you to bake my bread
I don't want you to make my bed
I don't want you cause I'm sad and blue
I just want to make love to you

by Willie Dixon

Buffy Sainte Marie - "The Big Ones Get Away"

Hey, Baby I just got back from town
Where the bribes are paid
Honey, they turned my offer down
They say the deal's already made
So now I gotta stand and watch
While it all comes down
And the buzzards and the hawks
And the judges and the mob
Circle round

Now if I were the queen of all the world
I would go in chains just to see you free
Of the ropes that bind you
And the role you play
And the pride that hooks you
While the big ones get away

Love junkies wanna change the world:
It quickly stays the same
Money junkies hire all the smart ones
Power junkies run the game

One step at a time
Polarity Hill
If the bad guys don't get you, baby
Then the good guys will
With angels on the take
And the gangsters in the yard
Hey don't the wars come easy
Hey don't the peace come hard

Now if I had a way to reach the sky
I'd grab that crescent moon
Wield it like a knife
Save you from the lies
From the ropes that bind you
And the role you play
And the game that hooks you
While the big ones get away

Buffy Sainte Marie: The Circle Game

Yesterday a child came out to wonder
Caught a dragonfly inside a jar
Fearful when the sky was full of thunder
And tearful at the falling of a star

Then the child moved ten times round the seasons
Skated over ten year frozen streams
Words like when youre older must appease him
And promises of someday make his dreams

And the seasons they go round and round
And the painted ponies go up and down
Were captive on the carousel of time
We cant return we can only look behind from where we came
And go round and round and round in the circle game

Sixteen springs and sixteen summers gone now
Cart wheels cross to car wheels through the town
And you tell him take your time it wont be long now
Till you drag your feet to slow those circles down

So the boy who dreamed tomorrow now is twenty
Though his dreams have lost some grandeur, coming true
Therell be new dreams maybe better dreams a plenty
Before the last revolving year is through

And the seasons they go round and round
And the painted ponies go up and down
Were captive on the carousel of time
We cant return we can only look behind from where we came
And go round and round and round in the circle again

Buffy Sainte-Marie - Men of the Fields

Buffy Sainte-Marie & Pete Seeger - Cindy

Buffy Sainte-Marie - Universal Soldier

He’s 5 foot 2 and he’s 6 feet 4
He fights with missiles and with spears
He’s all of 31 and he’s only 17.
He’s been a soldier for a thousand years

He’s a catholic, a Hindu, an atheist, a Jain
A Buddhist, and a Baptist and Jew.
And he knows he shouldn’t kill
And he knows he always will kill
You’ll for me my friend and me for you

And He’s fighting for Canada.
He’s fighting for France.
He’s fighting for the USA.
And he’s fighting for the Russians.
And he’s fighting for Japan
And he thinks we’ll put an end to war this way.

And He’s fighting for democracy,
He’s fighting for the reds
He says it’s for the peace of all.
He’s the one, who must decide,
who’s to live and who’s to die.
And he never sees the writing on the wall.

But without him,
how would Hitler have condemned him at Dachau?
Without him Caesar would have stood alone
He’s the one who gives his body
as a weapon of the war.
And without him all this killing can’t go on

He’s the universal soldier
And he really is the blame
His orders comes from
far away no more.

They come from him.
And you and me.
And brothers can’t you see.
This is not the way we put an end to war

BOB DYLAN & HELENA SPRINGS

If I Don't Be There By Morning
by Bob Dylan and Helena Springs

Blue sky upon the horizon,
Private eye is on my trail,
And if I don't be there by morning
You know that I must have spent the night in jail.


I've been running from Memphis to L. A.
Had an appointment set sometime for today,
And if I don't be there by morning
You know that I must have gone the other way.


Finding my way back to you girl,
Lonely and blue and mistreated too.
Sometimes I think of you girl,
Is it true that you think of me too?


I got a woman living in L. A.
I got a woman waiting for my pay,
And if I don't be there by morning,
Pack my clothes, get down on your knees and pray.


Chorus

I left my woman with a twenty dollar bill.
I left her waiting, I hope she's waiting for me still.
If I don't be there by morning
You know that I, I never will.

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WALK OUT IN THE RAIN - Eric Clapton
by Bob Dylan and Helena Springs

Walk out if it doesn't feel right,
I can tell you're only lying.
If you've got something better tonight
Then don't mess up my mind with your crying.

Just walk out in the rain,
Walk out with your dreams,
Walk out of my life if you don't feel right.
And catch the next train;
Oh, darling, walk out in the rain.

I have come from so far away
Just to put a ring on your finger.
If you've said all that you've got to say
Then please don't feel the need to linger.


Chorus

It's raining outside of the city;
My poor feet have walked till they're sore.
If you don't want my love, it's a pity.
I guess I can't see you no more.

Chorus

Out-take from "Street-Legal", recorded at Rundown Studios, Santa Monica, CA, 01 May 1978 - covered by Eric Clapton on his "Backless" (Uni/A&M, 1978) album along with IF I DON’T BE THERE BY MORNING (a picture of the album cover is on the "I" page). Lyrics on bobdylan.com A bluegrass version by Ronnie and Bob McCoury was released in 1995 on their album of the same name (Rounder Records CD-0353). The Groovie Ghoulies released a version in 1996 on their Lookout Records album "Born In The Basement" (this album also had a cover of Bob's film soundtrack song BAND OF THE HAND under the title HELL TIME! - see "Searching For A Gem", 1986). May 2001 saw two covers of this song released: a previously unreleased 1978 live recording by the Belgian singer Ann Christy on the BMG Germany release "May Your Song Always Be Sung Again: The Songs Of Bob Dylan Vol. 2", and a version by Kenny Neal on his Telarc album "One Step Closer".
Paul Cable reported in his book "Bob Dylan: His Unreleased Recordings" that a rough studio recording of Bob performing this song with Helena Springs was in circulation

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COMING FROM THE HEART
by Dylan and Helena Springs

We have got to come together
How long can we stay apart?
You may get it maybe never
But it's coming from the heart.

Your life is full of indecision
You can't make up your mind.
We must get it in position
And move it on down the line.

'Cause the road is long, it's a long hard climb
I been on that road too long of a time
Yes the road is long, and it winds and winds
When I think of the love that I left behind.

Make me up a bed of roses
And hang them down from the vine
Of all my loves you've been the closest
That's ever been on my mind.

Please don't talk about tomorrow
I'm really not one to care
This world is filled with too much sorrow
That nobody's heart should bear.

'Cause the road is long, it's a long hard climb
I been on that road too long of a time
Yes the road is long, and it winds and winds
When I think of the love that I left behind.

Please, please give me indication
Stop and talk to me
Like a river that is flowing
My love will never cease to be.

You will always be my honey
No one could take your part
Our love can't be bought with money
'Cause it's coming from the heart.

'Cause the road is long, it's a long hard climb
I been on that road too long of a time
Yes the road is long, and it winds and winds
When I think of the love that I left behind.

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RED HAIRED GIRL
Bob Dylan/Helena Springs, 1978

Otherwise unknown song title named by Helena Springs in an interview with Chris Cooper printed in "Wanted Man: In Search Of Bob Dylan" edited by John Bauldie (Black Spring Press, UK, 1990) - may be included on a demo tape by Helena Springs performing her joint compositions with Bob, no Dylan performance known
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RESPONSIBILITY
Bob Dylan/Helena Springs, 1979

Recorded at Rundown Studios, Santa Monica, CA, October 1979, with vocal by Helena Springs

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PAIN AND LOVE
Bob Dylan/Helena Springs, 1978

Otherwise unknown song title named by Helena Springs in an interview with Chris Cooper printed in "Wanted Man: In Search Of Bob Dylan" edited by John Bauldie (Black Spring Press, UK, 1990) - may be included on a demo tape by Helena Springs performing her joint compositions with Bob, no Dylan performance known

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LOVE YOU TOO MUCH
Bob Dylan/Helena Springs, 1978

No known studio version - performed live on two occasions only, at Binghamton, NY, 24 Sep 1978, and at Madison Square Garden, New York, 29 Sep 1978. Also soundchecked but not performed at New Haven, CT, 17 Sep 1978. Greg Lake released a cover with amended lyrics on his 1981 UK "Greg" album, now available on CD on his compilation album "From The Beginning" (WEA/Atlantic/Rhino, USA, 1997). Another version by The Band is on their "High On The Hog" album (Pyramid/Rhino 72404, USA, 1996, reissued in 2006 as Titan/Pyramid 501042, USA). Lyrics of this song are in the book "Lyrics 1962-1985" although not on bobdylan.com. Also known as I MUST LOVE YOU TOO MUCH. Thanks to David Plentus and Jack from Canada for information and scans

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THE WANDERING KIND
Bob Dylan/Helena Springs, 1979

Recorded at Rundown Studios, Santa Monica, CA, October 1979, with vocal by Helena Springs - available officially as a cover by Paul Butterfield on his album "The Legendary Paul Butterfield Rides Again" (see top of this page), Amherst Records AMH 3305, 1986. Lyrics on bobdylan.com

Bob Dylan's Paintings On Exhibition

I HEAR THAT HE SINGS, TOO | November 8th 2007
Detail from "Train Tracks", Bob Dylan 2007, Black Buffalo Collection
A German art gallery in the town of Chemnitz mounts the first-ever exhibition of water-colour and gouache paintings by Bob Dylan. Cornelia Rudat throws the bums a dime, and goes to take a look ... Special to MORE INTELLIGENT LIFE
Chemnitz, of all places!

This little-known Saxon city, called Karl-Marx-Stadt in the communist era, has a miserable image as a poor, dilapidated, rustbelt town. Its population has shrunk from 330,000 to 240,000 since German unification. But in the arts world its fame is spreading. The beautiful KÜnig Albert Museum houses the Chemnitz City Art Gallery, where Ingrid MÜssinger, its clever director since 1996, has been very busy.

Since her arrival the gallery has had remarkable exhibitions of work by Pablo Picasso, Ernst Ludwig Kirchner, Edvard Munch and Henri Toulouse-Lautrec. The permanent collection includes 65,000 works of 20th-century art, including a large collection of paintings by Chemnitz-born Karl Schmidt-Rottluff, one of the founding members of the famous Brücke group, in 1905, which marked the beginning of German expressionism.

Last year MÜssinger came across Bob Dylan's 1965 album, "Bringing it All Back Home" (her first and--still--only Dylan album). She was touched, especially by the first song, "Subterranean Homesick Blues". "Someone who uses such metaphoric and abstract language might also be drawing", she explained to me. She searched for evidence in several Dylan biographies and was not at all surprised when she discovered "Drawn Blank", a book published by Random House in 1994, with 92 drawings and sketches Dylan made while on tour between 1989 and 1992. She finally got hold of a copy at the Morgan Library in New York.

Persuaded of Dylan's talent as a draftsman, MÜssinger wanted him to "eventually complete" his sketches--something he had indicated a desire to do in his book's preface. It took her a while to get hold of him, but once she did, she received a positive reply within two days. Dylan was inspired by her commitment. "I was fascinated to learn of Ingrid's interest in my work, and it gave me the impetus to realise the vision I had for these drawings many years ago. If not for this interest, I don't know if I even would have revisited them", the singer is quoted as saying in the museum's literature. Over eight months Dylan elaborated on his 322 works.

With the help of digital fine-art print, he enlarged 85 drawings and printed them on deckle-edged paper. He produced three or four variations of a single motif by adding water colours or gouache and sometimes repainted one or two details. MÜssinger chose 140 paintings (all titled and signed by the artist) for her show and 170 for the catalogue, available in German and English.


The exhibition's audio guide is available in German only. But even without a guide, the real Dylan fan is going to find songs (or lines from them) visualised in this or that painting. Take a long look at "Woman in Red Lion Pub", for instance, probably the show's highlight, and songs including "Visions of Johanna" and "Just Like a Woman" from "Blonde on Blonde" (1966) are bound to cross your mind. Or did Dylan think of "Sara" (from "Desire", 1976) when he painted this erotic woman?

Art critics have been quick to see the influence of German expressionists, especially Kirchner and Max Beckmann, in the bright colours and the bold, dark contours. Three variations of "Corner Flat" depict three different men of different ages in the same environment. They all look sad and introverted, and they don't seem to notice what's going on outside the (hotel?) room. Are they a metaphor for Dylan's "lonesome hobo" on "John Wesley Harding" (1967)?

The exhibition ends with three variations of "Train Tracks" (pictured at the top of this page), whichtrail away to the horizon, like the trains and journeys running through so many ofDylan's lyrics.


Overall, Dylan's portraits and nudes seem clear and calm, but his interiors and landscapes often radiate a certain chaos and restlessness. He's got the measure of other people, it's the universe that worries him. That fits with the musician whose most evocative lyric is still probably this one:

"How does it feel
To be without a home
Like a complete unknown
Like a rolling stone?"


("The Drawn Blank Series" until March 24th 2008 at Kunstsammlungen Chemnitz, Theaterplatz 1, 09111 Chemnitz. Tel.: +49-371-488 44 24.)

BOB DYLAN FINE & PERFORMING ARTS MUSEUM

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Music legend Bob Dylan’s paintings are on exhibition at a museum in Chemnitz in eastern Germany.

This is the first time when as many as 170 watercolour and pastel drawings, made by Dylan in his spare time for years, are on display.

One of the highlights of the exhibition is a painting of a curvaceous woman viewed by Dylan from behind, while he was drinking in the Red Lion pub in Blackpool in 1992.

Just think how many people would really feel great if they could see a Picasso in their daily diner.

Dylan, who once put a childlike picture of his own on the cover of his appropriately named Self Portrait album of songs, was persuaded to mount his first show by Ingrid Mossinger, curator of the museum in the town that was known as Karl-Marx-Stadt when it was behind the iron curtain.

Mossinger saw pencil and charcoal drawings, made by Dylan for a book called Drawn Blank, during her visit to New York in the early Nineties. She approached him and asked him to finish the works.

Over the next eight months, Dylan made 320 artwork that included portraits, landscapes, and still lives.

Dylan took art classes in the Seventies with Norman Raeben, a teacher in New York city.

He, however, has not always been very keen on appearing in an exhibition.

"Great paintings should be where people hang out," Time Online quoted him as saying in the Sixtees.

"Just think how many people would really feel great if they could see a Picasso in their daily diner. It's not the bomb that has to go, man; it's the museums," he said.

Elmore James Records

Elmore James: Coming Home

Well now, look for me baby, you know I'm comin home.
Well now, look for me baby, because you know I'm comin home.
Well now, the reason why I left you down,
You know you'd done me wrong.

Well now, I'm comin home to you baby and I ain't gonna leave no more.
Yes, I'm comin home to you baby and I ain't gonna leave no more.
Yes, you know I done you wrong, darlin,
The last time I'm walkin out your door.

Well now, I'll tell you, baby, just before I leave this town.
Yes, I'm gonna tell you, baby, just before I leave this town.
Well, I'm comin home to you, baby,
And won't stand no pushin around.