I done ran into my baby And fin’lly found my old blue jeans. I done ran into my baby And fin’lly found my old blue jeans. And I could tell that they was mine From the oil and the gasoline.
If I ever get back my old blue jean, Lord, how happy could one man be. If I ever get back my old blue jean, Lord, how happy could one man be. Because if I get back those blue jean I know, my baby be bringin’ ’em home to me.