In the Evening
When your baby can't be found
Well, now if he loved your baby
And you treat him right
But he keeps on fussing at you
Every day and night
He's gonna trifle on you
Aw, come on in, Miss Kitty
They'll do it every time
And when your baby starts to step in
Lord, you really lose your mind
Now, if your baby's mean
Take a tip from me
Woman, lock him up at home
And throw away the key
He's gonna trifle on you
Trifle on you
They'll do it every time
And when your baby starts to step in
Lord, you really lose your mind
Yeah
Yeah
Blues, stay away from me
Blues, why don't you let me be
Don't know why
You keep on haunting me
Love
Oh, yeah

Was never meant for me
True love
Was never meant for me
Seems somehow
We never can agree
Where's my baby?
Where's my darling?
Baby, where you been?
So long
Where's my baby?
Where's my darling?
Baby, where you been?
So long
Dropping money in the jukebox
And playing another honky-tonk song
Yeah
Ain't that right, Loretta?
You got it, kid
Ha