B C#m |
My babe would never fret none |
B C#m B |
About what my hands and my body done |
B C#m |
If the Lord don't forgive me |
B |
I'd still have my baby |
B |
And my babe would have me |
B C#m |
When I was kissing on my baby |
B C#m B |
And she put her love down soft and sweet |
B C#m |
In the low lamp light I was free |
B Abm |
Heaven and hell were words to me |