| I’ve been sinkin' low, I can’t find my baby
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| I’ve been sinkin' low, I can’t find my baby
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| I’ve been high and low, faces of these stone walls
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| Don’t know where she goes, but I know that she’s gone
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| Her skin is dark and softer than a baby’s
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| When she sings to me her voice is sweet as candy
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| Her lips are rose red, as sweet as cheery wine
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| Her eyes are green and blue, they can’t make up their mind
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| I’ve been sinkin' low, I can’t find my baby
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| I’ve been sinkin' low, I can’t find my baby
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| I’ve been high and low, faces of these stone walls
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| Don’t know where she goes, but I know that she’s gone
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| Went down to the station, I thought that I would find you
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| With your suit case on the ground, I knew I was right behind you, yeah
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| As the train doors closed I saw you through the window
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| You watched me as I waved; |
| the train took you away
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| I’ve been sinkin' low, I can’t find my baby
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| I’ve been sinkin' low, I can’t find my baby
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| I’ve been high and low, faces of these stone walls
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| Don’t know where she goes, but I know that she’s gone
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| I know that she’s gone
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| I saw that building burned down, when I got to your front lawn
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| I thought that you’d be here, yeah, but you’d already gone
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| I went down to the river, you hid under the water
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| And then you held your breath, yeah, and then you disappeared
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| I’ve been sinkin' low, I can’t find my baby
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| I’ve been sinkin' low, I can’t find my baby
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| I’ve been high and low, faces of these stone walls
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| Don’t know where she goes, I don’t know where she goes |