I'm goin' back to my baby, I'll get down on bended knee I'm goin' back to my baby, get down on bended knee I'm gonna ask my baby to, Lord, have mercy ron me Tell me, baby what had you doin' me wrong? Yes, tell me, baby, what had you doin' me wrong? I ain't done nothin' to you, mama, neither have I done nothin' wrong I'm goin' back to my baby, if I don't stay but one day I'm goin' back to my baby, don't stay but one day It was cold and rainy, Lord, when she drove me 'way I was sitting here wonderin', would a matchbox hold my clothes? I's sitting here wonderin', matchbox hold my clothes? It's dark and rainy, she done throwed my clothes outdoors I wants all my bags, mama, now I'm up on bended knee I wants all my bags, mama, now I'm up on bended knee I'm gonna ask my baby to, Lord, have mercy on me