Rollin' Stone - Johnny Jenkins, Duane Allman

Lord I wished I, was a little catfish

Swimmin in a oh a, deep blue sea

I have all those good little fishes

Swimming out to me

Swimming out to meet me boy

Swimming out to meet me

And I cried, sure enough I did

I’m telling you baby, sure enough I did

I walks on down, to my baby’s house

Lord and I sit down hey, on her step

She says come on in, come on in Johnny boy

My husband just now left

My husband just now left

I tell he just now left people

Lord he just now left honey

And I cried, sure enough I did

Lord help myself

I walks on in, lord and I sit on down

But there’s one thing hey, I just can’t understand

She cook cold grits for her husband

It’s good for me baby

It’s good for me baby

Lord this poor man, cooking for this poor man

And I cried, yes I did

People now I tell you I cried

Lord help myself

I walks on in and I sits on down

Lord there’s one thing hey, I just can’t understand

She cooking cold grits for her husband

Cold grits for her man

This is for her man

Lord she cooking for her man

Cooking for her man

And I cried, yes I did

I tell you babe, I keep on telling you

I walks on down, to my little baby’s house

And I told you that I sat down hey

Lord I stood up for her

She says a come on in, come on in Johnny boy

Lord he just now left

My husband just now left

Gonna be all here by myself

Oh all by myself baby

Oh how it gonna be

I cried, yes I told I cried

I believe I’m gonna cry too

I believe I’m gonna she’d a tear