Our Only Child (09-28-54) - Guitar Slim, Jones

I got bread in my kitchen, baby

And our only child went out to play

I got bread in my kitchen, baby

And our only child went out to play

Didn’t sleep a wink last night

Why did you leave off this way?

Now if you wanted to be a run-around

Why did you want a child at all?

Now if you wanted to be a run-around, baby

Why did you want a child at all?

'Cause the child was at her mother, baby

You know it feel so all alone

Now I’m a babysitter set at night, baby

I’m a babysitter up all day long

Now I’m a babysitter set at night, baby

I’m a babysitter up all day long

I’ll get up in the morning and wonder, baby

Why don’t you come back home?