You'd better come on in my kitchen,
Babe it's gonna be raining outdoors
The woman I love took to my best friend
Some joker got lucky took her back again.
You'd better come on in my kitchen,
Babe it's gonna be raining outdoors
She's gone, I know she won't be coming back
I've taken the last nickel out of her station sack
You'd better come on in my kitchen,
Babe it's gonna be raining outdoors
When a woman gets in trouble everybody throws her down
Look for her good friend none can be found
You'd better come on in my kitchen,
Babe it's gonna be raining outdoors
Writer(s): Robert Johnson, T. Colley
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