Come on in My Kitchen
ROBERT JOHNSON
The woman I love
Took from my best friend,
Some joker got lucky,
Stole her back again.
You better come on
In my kitchen
Where there's got to be raining outdoors.
Oh she's gone
I know she won't come back
I take the last nickel I won't ever sack
You better come on
In my kitchen
Where there's got to be raining outdoors.
When a woman gets in trouble
Everybody throws her down
Looking for her good friend
No one can't be found
You better come on
In my kitchen
Where there's got to be raining outdoors.
Wintertime's coming
It's gonna be slow
You can't make the winter babe
That's dry long soon
You better come on
In my kitchen
'Cause there's got to be raining outdoors.
