Lyrics Conversation With Collins - Albert Collins, Barrelhouse

Conversation With Collins

You take like, me an' my wife
We got about four kids
Found the next door neighbor, an' she says,
«Look-a-here, let’s get together one night,
An' go out an' have a ball, let the husbands baby-sit,
How 'bout that?»
Can ya dig it fellas?
She come after me, she says, «Honey, we wanna go out tonight, and have a ball»
I said, «Sure, it’s alright, just as long as you be home by two»
I let’s her go ahead on out, an' I’m baby sittin',
Kids hollerin' an' cryin',
I had to put diapers, change diapers
Two o’clock come, no wife
I said well, that’s alright she probably went 'bout four or five miles out-a
the city limit
I give her about thirty minutes to get home
Can ya dig it fellas?
Three o’clock come, still no wife
Four o’clock, sure was mad, now
Here she come, draggin' in Now can ya dig this fellas?
Now here the way she talk to me, real sweet
She sounded good, ya know
Kissin' me all on the neck an' goin' on Felt good, but I’m still mad!
Now after she done all that sweet talk,
You know what I told her, fellas?
You know what I told her?
You don’t know what I told her?
An' I fool around an' made her mad, you know what would happen?
You know what she told me, fellas?
Now I told her the same thing
(yeah)
Well this woman is puttin' me out
How 'bout that?