Don’t worry baby I have not forgotten the way I’d take an aeroplane Across the ocean to your place And when I arrive I’m quite sure I would find Your porch, your rake, your gloves You always loved to pick up leaves And if you think we could pick up where we left off I prоmise I would be the best girl on the lot
Time it has come And all the work that it has done On me Could you use a little sugar with your cream?
I knоw now There’s a girl who holds my place But honey tell me true Is she all that you replaced If she is, I will center myself again I don’t mean confusion Just to have my way
But if you think I’ve a better idea I would fly right back to old Alabama again And I would pack up a single suitcase For all my possessions are in your bedroom