My Old Lady Songtext
von Otis Rush
My Old Lady Songtext
My old lady
Don′t take care of no one but me
My old lady
Just as sweet as she can be
She fixes the dinner when I come home late at night
She stays to make sure I eat every bite
My old lady, yeah yeah
She sure is out of sight
My old lady
She's sweet but she′s strong
My old lady
Her love holds out so long
When she's sweet to me
I just have to beg
When she holds me
With her big fine leg
My old lady, yeah yeah
She sure is out of sight
She washes the dishes
And takes the clothes off the line
She dusts the floors and opens the bed
And that's the time to watch TV
And have a smoke and drink some wine
And she says, "Baby, is the room too bright?"
And oh, she turns out the light!
My old lady
She makes sure I′m not late
My lunch is packed
And breakfast on the plate
She goes shopping to buy the kids new clothes
And I don′t have to worry
About where my money goes
My old lady sure is out of sight
My old lady
She turns heads on the street
My old lady
I don't like to repeat
My old lady
Got her business down pat
And I hope that′s where
Your old lady's at
My old lady, yeah,
She sure is out of sight
Don′t take care of no one but me
My old lady
Just as sweet as she can be
She fixes the dinner when I come home late at night
She stays to make sure I eat every bite
My old lady, yeah yeah
She sure is out of sight
My old lady
She's sweet but she′s strong
My old lady
Her love holds out so long
When she's sweet to me
I just have to beg
When she holds me
With her big fine leg
My old lady, yeah yeah
She sure is out of sight
She washes the dishes
And takes the clothes off the line
She dusts the floors and opens the bed
And that's the time to watch TV
And have a smoke and drink some wine
And she says, "Baby, is the room too bright?"
And oh, she turns out the light!
My old lady
She makes sure I′m not late
My lunch is packed
And breakfast on the plate
She goes shopping to buy the kids new clothes
And I don′t have to worry
About where my money goes
My old lady sure is out of sight
My old lady
She turns heads on the street
My old lady
I don't like to repeat
My old lady
Got her business down pat
And I hope that′s where
Your old lady's at
My old lady, yeah,
She sure is out of sight
Writer(s): Mike Bloomfield, Nick Gravenites Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com