John Lee Hooker
Lucille
Lucille, ya don't do your sister's will
Well, Lucille, ya don't do your sister's will
You ran off and marry, but I love you still

Lucille, baby, satisfy my soul
Lucille, baby, satisfy my soul
Love me, love me, baby, love me 'fore I grow old

Woke up this morning, Lucille was not in sight
Asked her friends about her; all their lips was tight

Lucille, baby, satisfy my soul
Love me, love me, baby, love me 'fore I grow too old

Woke up this morning, Lucille was not in sight
Asked her friends about her; all their lips was tight

Lucille, baby, satisfy my soul
Love me, love me, mama, love me 'fore I grow too old

Lucille, baby, satisfy my heart
Oh, Lucille, baby, satisfy my heart
I'm beggin' to ya, baby; think about a wonderful start