Baby, take me up and lay me down in your cool iron bed.
Baby, take me upstairs, lay me down in your cool iron bed.
If I don"t get no better, I want you to come and rub my head.
You're a no-good weed, the cows is gonna mow you down.
Yeah, you're a no-good weed, the cow is gonna mow you down.
And if I were the police, mama, I"d run you clean outta town.
Ever since, ever since my poor mother been dead,
Ever since, ever since my poor mother been dead,
The rocks have been my pillow, and the cold ground has been my bed.
Baby, I"ll make everything all right.
Baby, I"ll make everything all right.
If I don"t see you tomorrow, I"ll see you tomorrow night.
Baby, take me upstairs, lay me down in your cool iron bed.
If I don"t get no better, I want you to come and rub my head.
You're a no-good weed, the cows is gonna mow you down.
Yeah, you're a no-good weed, the cow is gonna mow you down.
And if I were the police, mama, I"d run you clean outta town.
Ever since, ever since my poor mother been dead,
Ever since, ever since my poor mother been dead,
The rocks have been my pillow, and the cold ground has been my bed.
Baby, I"ll make everything all right.
Baby, I"ll make everything all right.
If I don"t see you tomorrow, I"ll see you tomorrow night.