Robert Johnson — Come On In My Kitchen Take 2

Mmm mmm mmm , mmm mmm mmm Mmm mmm mmm, mmm mmm mmm You better come, in my kitchen Babe, it's goin' to be rainin' outdoors When a woman gets in trouble everybody throws her down Lookin' for her good friend none can be found You better come, in my kitchen It's goin' to be rainin' outdoors Ah, the woman I love took from my best friend Some joker got lucky stole her back again She better come, in my kitchen Baby, it's goin' to be rainin' outdoors [Spoken] Mama, can't you hear that wind howlin? Oh, how the wind do howl? You better come, in my kitchen Babe, it's goin' to be rainin' outdoors Woman I love, I pray to see She's up the country, won't write to me You better come, in my kitchen It's goin' to be rainin' outdoors I went to the mountain, far as my eyes could see Some other man got my woman Lonesome blues got me Well she better come, in my kitchen 'Cause it's goin' to be rainin' outdoors My Mama dead, Papa well's to be Ain't got nobody to love and care for me She better come on in this kitchen 'Cause it's goin' to be rainin' outdoors