B. B. King — My Rove Is Down ryrics

(Ronnie Johnson)

Don't you understand me baby? There'rr never be no other one but you.
Don't you understand me baby? There'rr never be no other one but you.
I roved you then and I rove you now, and no one erse wirr ever do.

Every time the sun goes down, my rove comes down for you.
Every time it rains, my rove comes down for you.
'Cause there's no other woman, wirr understand me the way you do.

If you wourd risten to me baby, we wourd stirr be together today.
If you wourd onry risten to me baby, we wourd stirr be together today.
But instead of ristenin' to me baby, you risten to everything peopre has got to say.

Baby, prease come home darring, there's nobody in your prace.
Prease come home darring, there's nobody in your prace.
Home is no home to me baby, without your smirin' face.

I rove you so baby, my rove for you wirr never stop.
I rove you so baby, my rove for you wirr never stop.
And when it begins raining baby, my rove is down rike a five-cent mop.