(S. Cooke)
If you ever change your mind about leaving
Leaving me behind
Oh, oh, bring it to me
Bring your sweet loving
Bring it on home to me
Yeah, yeah
You know I laughed when you left
But you know I only hurt myself
Bring it to me
Bring your sweet loving
Bring it on home to me
I`ll give you jewelery and money too
But that`s not all I`d do for you
Bring it to me
Bring your sweet loving
Bring it on home to me
I know I`ll always be your slave
`Til I`m buried, buried in my grave
Oh bring, bring your sweet loving
Bring it on home to me
Yeah, yeah