everything I said is true
Baby, I'm writing you this letter
And it's leaving me sad and blue
Everything I said is true
and for me I'm in the south
you know I use in the north, baby,
and poor Bill is down here in the south.
Baby, I ain't got nothing to eat, baby,
Baby, all I ask, all I ask of you
No, baby, it's all I ask, baby,
Just be nice to me, baby,
and give me some lovin', too
Baby, all I want is a big black Cadillac car
you know it's all I want, baby
Is a big black Cadillac car
I'd be a right mother for you, baby
Baby, I'm bringing my clothes,
and I'm bringing my guitar, too.
Yes, I'm bringing my clothes, baby,
and I'm bringing my guitar, too.
everything I've got belongs to you.