Mickey Gilley - Lawdy Miss Clawdy

Well, lawdy, lawdy, lawdy Miss Clawdy
Gal, you sure are lookin' good to me
Well, now please don't excite me, baby
I know it can't be me

Well, I give you all of my money
But you just won't treat me right
You like to bowl every mornin'
Don't come home 'til late at night

I'm gonna tell, I'm gonna tell my momma
Girl, what you been doin' to me
I'm gonna tell everybody
I'm in misery
Watch it, hey, hey

Well, lawdy, lawdy, lawdy Miss Clawdy
Gal, you sure are lookin' good to me
Well, now please don't excite me, baby
No, it can't be me

You know I give you all of my money
But you just won't treat me right
You like to bowl every mornin'
Don't come home 'til late at night
Let's have a little guitar, hey, hey

Well now bye, bye, bye baby (bye-bye)
Lord, I won't be comin' home no more
Oh now goodbye little darlin'
Down that road, I go

I said, bye, bye, bye baby (bye-bye)
Lord, I won't be comin' home no more
Goodbye little darlin'
Watch out Houston, Texas, here I go, huh

Written by:
Lloyd Price

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