Ploddings

Lord, look-a-here, baby, oh darlin', what you want poor Bob to do?
Oh, baby, what you want poor Bob to do?
You must want me, baby, Lord, well, to lay down and die for...

If you ever been down, baby, you know just how it is poor
If you ever been down, woman, you know a-how it is every day

Wonder why, woman, you wanta treat me this-a-ways
Oh, wonder why, baby, you wanta treat me this way

I'm worried, woman, I ain't got no place to go

Let's go out and have some fun, baby
We gotta ball all night long
Let's go out and have some fun, darlin'
We gonna ball 'til the break of day

If the river was wine, me and my baby be drunk all the time