Lletres: Eric Clapton. Me And Mr. Johnson. Come On In My Kitchen.

You better come on in my kitchen
It's goin' to be rainin' outdoors

Ah, the woman I love, took from my best friend
Some joker got lucky, stole her back again

You better come on in my kitchen
It's goin' to be rainin' outdoors

Oh ah, she's gone, know she won't come back
I've taken the last nickel out of her nation sack

You better come on in my kitchen
It's goin' to be rainin' outdoors

You better come on in my kitchen
It's goin' to be rainin' outdoors

When a woman gets in trouble, everybody throws her down
Lookin' for her good friend, none can be found

You better come on in my kitchen
It's goin' to be rainin' outdoors

Winter time's comin', it's gon' be slow
You can't make the winter, babe, just drive a little slow

You better come on in my kitchen
It's goin' to be rainin' outdoors

You better come on in my kitchen
It's goin' to be rainin' outdoors