Gare du Nord, Robert Johnson - Pablo's Blues Lyrics

You better come on in my kitchen
Babe, it's goin' to be rainin' outdoors

Ah, the woman I love took from my best friend
Some joker got lucky stole her back again

You better come on in my kitchen
Baby, it's goin' to be rainin' outdoors

Oh-ah, she's gone I know she won't come back
I've taken the last nickel out of her 'nation sack

You better come on in my kitchen
Babe, it's goin' to be rainin' outdoors

'Baby, can't you hear that wind howl 'n' all?'
'Oh-y', can't you hear that wind would howl?'

You better come on in my kitchen
Babe, it's goin' to be rainin' outdoors

When a woman gets in trouble everybody throws her down
Looking for her good friend none can be found

You better come on in my kitchen
Babe, it's gon' to be rainin' outdoors

Winter time's comin' hit's gon' be slow
You can't make the winter, babe that's dry long so

You better come on in my kitchen
'Cause, it's gon' to be rainin' outdoors