Taj Mahal, Keb' Mo' - Don't Leave Me Here lyrics
[Taj Mahal, Keb' Mo' - Don't Leave Me Here lyrics]
How the weather in the country?
How the weather down south?
How the weather in the Delta?
How the food taste in your mouth?
Butter beans and cornbread, grits and greens
Candied yams and black eyed peas
If you're going to Mississippi
Where that Delta sky is sweet and clear
Ooh, y'all, I'm stuck here in Chicago
Please don't leave me here
When you see Ludella, tell her hey for me
Last time I saw her, it was in my dreams
She's the sweetest thing under the sun
When I think about some lovin', she's still the one
Now if you're going to Mississippi
Where that Delta sky is sweet and clear
Well you know, I'm stuck here in Chicago
Please don't leave me here
What they doin' in Vicksburg down in Aberdeen?
They got more fine big-legged women
Than any one man ever seen
What they doin' in Jackson and little old Itta Bena?
I ain't been to Clarksdale since 1963
'Cause if you're going to Mississippi
Where that Delta sky is sweet and clear
Y'all, I'm stuck here in Chicago
Please don't leave me here
How the weather in the Delta?
Sure cold up here
Baby run off and left me late last year
It was just before Christmas
Deep, deep snow on the ground
Came home later in the evening
She done tore my playhouse down
So if you're going to Mississippi
Where that Delta sky is sweet and clear
Ooh, y'all, I'm stuck here in Chicago
Please don't leave me here
Don't leave
Please don't leave me here, mmm
Please don't leave, ooh
Please don't leave me here
Ooh, well I'll be
Please don't leave me here
Please don't leave me
Please don't leave me here
Please don't leave me
Please don't leave me here
Please don't leave
How the weather down south?
How the weather in the Delta?
How the food taste in your mouth?
Butter beans and cornbread, grits and greens
Candied yams and black eyed peas
If you're going to Mississippi
Where that Delta sky is sweet and clear
Ooh, y'all, I'm stuck here in Chicago
Please don't leave me here
When you see Ludella, tell her hey for me
Last time I saw her, it was in my dreams
She's the sweetest thing under the sun
When I think about some lovin', she's still the one
Now if you're going to Mississippi
Where that Delta sky is sweet and clear
Well you know, I'm stuck here in Chicago
Please don't leave me here
What they doin' in Vicksburg down in Aberdeen?
They got more fine big-legged women
Than any one man ever seen
What they doin' in Jackson and little old Itta Bena?
I ain't been to Clarksdale since 1963
'Cause if you're going to Mississippi
Where that Delta sky is sweet and clear
Y'all, I'm stuck here in Chicago
Please don't leave me here
How the weather in the Delta?
Sure cold up here
Baby run off and left me late last year
It was just before Christmas
Deep, deep snow on the ground
Came home later in the evening
She done tore my playhouse down
So if you're going to Mississippi
Where that Delta sky is sweet and clear
Ooh, y'all, I'm stuck here in Chicago
Please don't leave me here
Don't leave
Please don't leave me here, mmm
Please don't leave, ooh
Please don't leave me here
Ooh, well I'll be
Please don't leave me here
Please don't leave me
Please don't leave me here
Please don't leave me
Please don't leave me here
Please don't leave