Yes, I'm sittin' here thinkin'. Thinkin' about Miss Martha King. Well, I'm sitin' here thinkin'. Thinkin' about Miss Martha King I'm in love with that woman. I ain't afraid to call her name Lord
Martha, she listens for the ticking of my footsteps, patiently. She sifts the hairy air that's worn and wood-swept, pleasantly She does as she pleases, she listens for me Martha, she calls to me
Martha, she listens for the ticking of my footsteps, patiently. She sifts the hairy air that's worn and wood-swept, pleasantly She does as she pleases, she listens for me Martha, she calls to me
Take a walk down memory lane with me. Past a watermelon stand on the way. Thinking I had everything we'd need on. Martha's Foolish Ginger You were late, how could I forget. What you said the part
Martha, she listens for the ticking of my footsteps, patiently. She sifts the hairy air that's worn and wood-swept, pleasantly She does as she pleases, she listens for me Martha, she calls to me
Martha, she listens for the ticking of my footsteps, patiently. She sifts the hairy air that's worn and wood-swept, pleasantly She does as she pleases, she listens for me Martha, she calls to me
