(McKinley Morganfield) 



Oh, babe, look how you got me standing around crying

Oh, babe, look how you got me standing around crying

Well, I know you don't love me, baby

But you're always resting on my mind



Oh, baby, I ain't gonna be riding around in my automobile

Oh, baby, I ain't gonna be riding around in my automobile

Well, you got so many men

I'm afraid that you may get me killed



Oh, baby, you ain't nothing like you used to be

Oh, baby, you ain't nothing like you used to be

Well, when I was loving you baby

You was sweet as an apple on the tree