Sonny Boy Williamson — Until My Love Come Down

Now, you gotten fruit on your tree Lemons on your shelf Now, you know lovin' mama That you can't squeeze them all yourself Now, I said please let me be your lemon squeezer Now, whilst I'm in your lonesome town Now, if you let me be your lemon squeezer Lord, until my love come down Now, it makes no difference, baby Um, what yo' mama don't 'llow An come on an let me squeeze your lemons, baby I mean, anyhow Now, I said, please let me be your lemon squeezer Now, whilst I'm in your lonesome town Now, if you let me be your lemon squeezer Lord, until my love come down I like yo' apple in your tree I'm crazy 'bout yo' peaches, too I'm crazy about your fruit, baby 'Cause you know just how to do Now, please let me be your lemon squeezer Yank 'Yes, my Lord!' Now, whilst I'm in your lonesome town Now, if you let me be your lemon squeezer Lord, until my love come down Now, an it ain't but the one thing, baby Now, that'll really make me cry Yank 'What man?' I axks you 'bout your lemons, baby An you ups an tell me a lie Now, please let me be your lemon squeezer? Now, whilst I'm in your lonesome town Now, won't you let me be your lemon squeezer? Lord, until my love come down