You Don't Have to Go

Oh baby, you don't have to go

Oh baby, you don't have to go

You know I'm gonna pack up, baby, down the road I go

Oh baby, what's gettin' wrong with you

Oh baby, what's gettin' wrong with you

You don't treat me nothin' girl like you used to do

Well, I gave you all of my money, let you go downtown

You come back in the evenin', call me all kind of clown

Oh baby, you don't have to go

You know I'm gonna pack up, baby, down the road I go

Oh baby, turn your lamp down low

Oh baby, turn your lamp down low