Songtexte:
Ford Robben Handful Of Blues

Baby, do you understand me now, sometimes I feel a little mad And don't you know that no one alive can always be an angel when things go wrong your bound

your man I wanna love you darlin', it's a cryin' shame I don't want you to bake my bread I don't want you to make my bed I don't want you 'cause I'm sad and blue

If you lose your woman, please don't lose your mind If you lose your woman, please don't lose your mind Don't cower down yourself indeed You don't even

Here I stand baby, holding out my hand You need love, real love. Ain?t no better man. I tride to work it out, but anything I could do. My words are falling