Throw This Old Dog a Bone
I said come on, baby.
Please throw this old dog a bone.
I said come on, baby.
Please throw this old dog a bone.
Cause I'm driftin', an driftin'.
Like a ship out on the sea.
I said, baby, baby, baby.
I ain't got no place to stay.
I said, baby, baby.
I ain't got no place to stay.
Well, well, well, I'm driftin' now baby.
Lord, I'm driftin' from door to door.
[Guitar solo]
Lord, when I first met you, baby.
Baby, way down south somewhere.
When I first met you, baby.
Baby, way down south somewhere.
You didn't go no place now, baby-um.
But the church an the Sunday school.
You been up here in Detroit, baby.
Go around to ev'ry notoriety joint in town.
You been up here in old Detroit.
Go around to ev'ry notoriety joint in town.
Autor(es): BERNARD BESMAN, JOHN LEE HOOKER
