Rise up, baby, get our big leg of mine. It’s so heavy to make a good man change his mind. I asked you baby to come and hold my head. It’s in the world that you rather see me dead. I’m going, I’m going crying won’t make me stay I’m going, yes, I’m going crying won’t make me stay.
Some crave high yellow, I like black and brown. Black won’t eat you and brown won’t let you down. It’s late at midnight and moon shine bright like a day. I see you further going up to right away.
I’m going, I’m going crying won’t make me stay I’m going, yes, I’m going crying won’t make me stay.