Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song The Grinder , by - Robert Cray. Song from the album Heritage Of The Blues: Phone Booth, in the genre БлюзRelease date: 27.10.2003
Record label: Craft
Song language: English
The Grinder |
| When I first met you, baby |
| Weren’t you a sweet, little thing |
| Worked my fool head off |
| Just to buy that diamond ring |
| Now things are kind of funny |
| You know the way it goes |
| Now you want to put that ring |
| Right on through my nose |
| You put me through the grinder |
| And I kept coming back for more |
| Now all I want to see of you |
| Is your back side headed out that door |
| Well, you said you needed night school |
| And I went along with that |
| Till I followed you last Wednesday, baby |
| Up to Sonny’s flat |
| I put one and one together |
| And it added up to fool |
| Cause what Sonny’s got to offer, baby |
| Ain’t teached in any school |
| You put me through the grinder |
| You hurt me like an open sore |
| I don’t want no more excuses, baby |
| Just get on out the door |
| (Guitar solo) |
| Ohh, they say this is a world of troubles |
| Ohh, I’ve had my share |
| But you’re the kind of burden |
| I really don’t need to bare |
| I came home a little early |
| Lord, what I found there |
| I walked in on you and Richard |
| And your legs were up in the air |
| I’m gonna put you through the grinder |
| I’m gonna even up the score |
| You better get yourself a lawyer, baby |
| We’re about to go to war |
| What 'cha tryin' to do to me? |
| Yeah, look here |