Now, here's my hand, baby
Now, here's my hand, baby
You can lead me where you wan-nu
You can lead me where you wan' me to go
Now, an if I don't make you happy
You won't have to fool wit' me no mo'
Now tell me, baby, mm
Now tell me, baby, mm
Baby, just what you want me to do
Baby, what you want me to do?
Now, do I have to be your little dog
Just to try to get along with you?
I wanna talk to my brother, T.W.
I won't have no trouble
I want him to take me to schoolroom
I wanna see some a-them little school girls
Now, an when I get-in back to Jackson
I tell my mother, Nancy
'I been all around the world'
I wanna see, Mr. Davis
Wanna talk to Mr. Walter Davis
I want him to do my a favor
Make me 'quainted with some pretty little girl
Now that, I want her to be real brown-skinned
With her hair hangin' down in curls
(harmonica & guitar)
Now, you can tell it to the eagle
You can tell it to the eagle
Let him take it out in the
Let him take it out in, the west
We're goin' to top of Smokey Mountain
That's where the eagle builds his nest
Now, I'll see you, baby
I'll see you, baby
When you're down now, just like my world
When you're down now, just like myself
Now that, I'll meet you some lonesome day
An you won't be in love wit' nobody else.
<wa-wa-wa-waah, wah-wah-waaah>
