Robert Johnson
Come On in My Kitchen
The woman I love
Took from my best friend
Some joker got lucky
Stole her back again
You better come on
In my kitchen
Where there's got to be raining outdoors
Oh she's gone
I know she won't come back
I take the last nickel I won't ever sack
You better come on
In my kitchen
Where there's got to be raining outdoors
When a woman gets in trouble
Everybody throws her down
Looking for her good friend
No one can't be found
You better come on
In my kitchen
Where there's got to be raining outdoors
Wintertime's coming
It's gonna be slow
You can't make the winter babe
That's dry long soon
You better come on
In my kitchen
'Cause there's got to be raining outdoors