Lucille
Ah, Lucille, baby, do your sister’s will,
Ah, Lucille, baby, do your sister’s will,
Well, you ran off and married
But I love you still
Ah, Lucille, baby, satisfy my soul,
Lucille, baby, satisfy my soul,
Well, you know I love you, baby,
I’ll never let you go
Well, I woke up this morning,
Lucille was not in sight,
I asked my friends about it
But all their lips were tight
Lucille, please come back where you belong,
Well, I’m talking to you, baby,
I’ll never let you go
Whoa! Ow!
Ow!
Well, Lucille, baby, do your sister’s will,
Ooh, Lucille, baby, do your sister’s will,
Well, you ran off and married
But I love you still
Words by Albert Collins
Music by Richard Penniman
Album <Live At The BBC>
Recording at 7th Sep.1963