It's you and me forever Baby hair with a woman's eyes I can feel you watching in the night All alone with me and we're waiting for the sunlight When I feel cold you warm me When I feel I can't go on you come and hold me Won't you smile a while for me If

Make me an angel That flies from Montgomery Make me a poster Of an old rodeo Just give me one thing That I can hold on to To believe in this livin' Is just a hard way to go I am an old woman

Everytime you see a woman Serve you right to be alone Milk, cream and alcohol It Serves You Right To Suffer 5:06 John Lee Hooker (John Lee Hooker) Album: The Best of (1965-74) Transcriber: [email protected] It serve you right to suffer Serve you right to

Far below the northern lights To satisfy my soul Movin' on a steady roll You know my baby is sweet as honey Sweet from the honey bee Ain't no use to mourn I'd love that San Antonio woman Oh, I wish I was in Texas I wish I was in Texas

Three thousand miles over the ocean From Liverpool to Tokyo What a way to go From distant lands one woman one man Let the four winds blow Three thousand light years from the land of the rising sun Love has opened up my eyes Love has blown right through

There is a train that's heading straight To heaven's gate, to heaven's gate And woman wait, watch and wait For redemption day I've wept for those who suffer long But how I weep for those who've gone Into rooms of grief and questioned wrong But keep on

Hangin' around my house when I'm not at home Oh, when you're home and you know you're all alone 'Cause I don't want a soul, baby Woman, I don't wanna a soul Oh, I don't want a soul, baby I don't want you to answer the door for nobody, baby I don't want

Oh I've got a woman now As she mistakes my name I see the light come around And strange as it seems I'm bursting at the seams Her wallet photos don't turn me on I feel her hand come around And her stone-wash denim jeans are darker than they seemed She

I suspect foul play Said I suspect foul play Oh, I suspect foul play It's Wednesday night, my woman's out Once again I'm home alone Lately every Wednesday night She's late getting home She phoned from work at quittin' time Says the bossed asked her to

A woman walking by A drop in the water A look in the eye A phone on the table A man on your side Someone that you think That you can trust is just Another way to die Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh