Lyrics Just to Be with You - The Paul Butterfield Blues Band

Just to Be with You

On a ship that’s made of paper
Oh yeah, I will sail the seven seas
Fired a shot baby, with a toothpick
Crawled home to you on my knees
There ain’t nothin' baby I wouldn’t do, sugar
Oh yeah baby, just to bring you home with me
I would rise up with the devil
Oh yeah, I would breathe smoke and fire
Or say were I on a tightrope
Walk a canyon on a wire
Just to kiss your sweet lips, honey
Oh yeah baby you know you’re my desire
If a shot fired out from my leg
Oh baby and the sea were turned to sand
Turn my po' self over darlin'
Crawl home to you on my hands
There ain’t nothin' nothin' I wouldn’t do baby
Oh yeah, oh yeah baby, just to be with you
Give up all of my money
Whoa, oh baby, I’d sleep right down on the floor
Call my mother-in-law honey
Whoa, oh I’d work for you 'til I got sore
I would do anything for you baby
Oh yeah, oh yeah, just to get you home once more