Cold Weather Blues

Call my baby

You know the little girl fail to come

If I call my baby

You know the little girl would fail to come

Hot spring water

Oh, yeah boy, wouldn't help her none

I mean, wouldn't help her none

It wouldn't help her none

Whoa, times don't get no better

Peoples, I'm gonna have to go

Times don't get no better

Peoples, I'm gonna have to go

Well, you know I'm going back down south

People, where the weather suits my clothes

Where the weather suits my clothes

Oh, so cold up north that the birds can't hardly fly

So cold up north that the birds can't hardly fly

I'm going back south

And let this winter pass on by

And let this winter pass on by

And let this winter pass on by

Let this winter pass on by, yeah