(CollinsPenniman)

Lucille, come back where you belong.

Oh, Lucille, come back where you belong.

I ain't nothing to ya, sing you such a beautiful song.



I woke up this morning, Lucille was not in sight.

I asked her friends about her but all their lips were tight. Lucille, come back where you

belong.

I ain't nothing to ya, sing you such a beautiful song.