Goin' back home
Just as soon as God break day
Goin' back home
Just as soon as the good Lord break his day

Whoa, you know this ain't no place for me
And I don't think po' Lightnin' wanna stay

Married woman
She's the sweetest thing, man, in this world
Married woman
She's the sweetest thing, man, in this world

You know why I know it, I got one
Every night she lays in po' Lightnin's quilt?

Sometimes, she calls me her little boy
Listen at me, I calls her my little girl
Sometimes, she call me her little boy
Listens at me, sometimes I call her my little girl

Yes, when that woman go to kiss me
Po' Lightnin' think he's out of this world

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