Turn Me Baby


Turn me baby, baby,
turn me baby, on,
turn me baby, baby,
all night long.

Turn me inside,
turn me out and on.
Turn me baby,
dusk till dawn.

Feed me baby,
feed me so well.
Your food of love,
that rings my bell.

Turn me baby, baby,
turn me baby, on,
turn me baby, baby,
all night long.

Turn me quickly,
turn me real slow.
Turn me on or off to,
tell pain it's time to go.

Turn me gently,
turn me, so long,
Ain't long afore,
I'll be gone.

Turn me baby, baby,
turn me baby, on,
turn me baby, baby,
all night long.

Afore I'm gone,
gone, gone, gone.


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Inspired by Sharecropper's Son © Robert Finley

I'm not sad or going away, just love the blues.

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