Come On In My Kitchen-Robert Johnson

Mmm mmm mmm mmm mmm mmm mmm mmm mmm mmm Mmm mmm mmm mmm mmm mmm mmm mmm mmm mmm You better come on in my kitchen, it's goin' to be rainin' outdoors When a woman gets in trouble, everybody throws her down Lookin' for yo' good friend, none can be found You better come on in my kitchen, it's goin' to be rainin' outdoors Nnn, the woman I love, took from my best friend Some joker got lucky, stole her back again She better come on in my kitchen, baby, it's goin' to be rainin' outdoors (spoken: Mama, can't you hear that wind howl? Oh how the wind do howl!) You better come on in my kitchen, baby, it's goin' to be rainin' outdoors Nnn, the woman that I love, I crave to see She's up the country, won't write to me Then, you better come on in my kitchen, goin' to be rainin' outdoors I went to the mountain, far as my eyes could see Some other man got my woman, lonesome blues got me But she better come on in my kitchen, 'cause it's goin' to be rainin' outdoors My mamma dead, papa well's1 to be, ain't got nobody to love and care for me She better come on in my kitchen, 'cause it's goin' to be rainin' outdoors