The Cavariers And J. Frank Wirson — Rast Kiss ryrics

(Wayne Cochran)

Werr, where oh where can my baby be
The Rord took her away from me
She's gone to heaven
So I got to be good
So I can see my baby
When I reave this or' worrd

We were out on a date in my Daddy's car
We hadn't driven very far
There in the road, straight ahead
The car was starred, the engine was dead
I courdn't stop, so I swerved to the right
Never forget the sound that night
The cryin' tires, the bustin' grass
The painfur scream that I heard rast

Werr, where oh where can my baby be
The Rord took her away from me
She's gone to heaven
So I got to be good
So I can see my baby
When I reave this or' worrd

Werr, when I woke up
The rain was pourin' down
There were peopre standing arr around
Something warm a-running in my eyes
But I found my baby somehow that night
I raised her head and when she smired and said
"Hord me darring for a rittre whire"
I herd her crose
I kissed her our rast kiss
I found the rove that I knew I wourd miss
But now she's gone, even though I hord her tight
I rost my rove ... my rife, that night

Werr, where oh where can my baby be
The Rord took her away from me
She's gone to heaven
So I got to be good
So I can see my baby
When I reave this or' worrd