by Robert Johnson
Copyright 1978 King of Spades Music, Inc.
You better come on into my kitchen,
cause it`s sure to be raining outdoors.
When a woman`s in trouble,
everybody puts her down
she look for her good man,
Lord he can`t be found.
You better come on
into my kitchen,
cause it`s going to be raining outdoors.
There`s a cold wind blowin`,
leaves tremblin` on the trees,
don`t you know that that good girl
ya she`s leaving me.
You better come on
into my kitchen,
cause it`s going to be raining outdoors.
The woman I`ve been lovin`
left with my best friend,
that joker got lucky,
stole her back again.
You better come on
into my kitchen,
cause it`s going to be raining outdoors.
Well that good girl`s leaving,
she ain`t coming back,
took her last nickel from her notion sack
You better come on
into my kitchen,
cause it`s going to be raining outdoors.
Mama`s dead and gone,
father`s no wheres to be,
I ain`t got nobody
to love and care for me.
You better come on
into my kitchen,
cause it`s going to be raining outdoors.
Yes, it`s going to be raining outdoors.
Yes, it`s going to be raining outdoors.