(papa lightfoot)



Wine women and whisky

Goin' be the death of me

Wine women and whisky

Goin' be the death of me

I'm riding and i'm running

But still in misery



Won't you come back baby?

Won't you come back home to me?

Won't you come back baby?

Won't you come back home to me?

All the other women

Don't mean a thing to me



Come back baby

Talk some trash to me

Come back baby

Talk some trash to me

Well i never found a woman

That could give up all her loving for me