Eric Clapton – Come On In My Kitchen Lyrics  Share

From Eric Clapton's album: Me And Mr Johnson

(Robert Johnson)

Mmm... you better come on in my kitchen babe, it^,s goin^, to be rainin^, outdoors

The woman I love, took from my best friend
Some joker got lucky, stole her back again
You better come on in my kitchen babe, it^,s goin^, to be rainin^, outdoors

Oh, 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, baby, it^,s goin^, to be rainin^, outdoors

[Spoken:] Oh, can^,t you hear that wind howl?
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Can^,t you hear that wind howl?
You better come on in my kitchen, baby, it^,s goin^, to be rainin^, outdoors

When a woman gets in trouble, everybody throws her down
Lookin^, for her good friend, none can^,t be found
You better come on in my kitchen, baby, it^,s goin^, to be rainin^, outdoors

Winter time^,s comin^,, it^,s goin^, to be slow
You can make the winter, babe, that^,s dry long so
You better come on in my kitchen, ^,cause it^,s goin^, to be rainin^, outdoors
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