Live & Direct - Young Toussaint

I done cried a river of tears This you may not believe But I've been crying for five long years Afraid of all my fears Love has got me now In a terrible bet I done lost the best little woman That I ever had So direct me Straight to my baby's love Direct me Straight to my woman's love Shame on me, shame on me I made a big mistake When I see my babe again I'm gonna bake me her favorite cake Ten thousand dollar reward For the first the one that finds her When I get my hands on her, y'all I'm gonna just chain and bound her Somebody direct me Straight to my baby's love Direct me Straight to my woman's love, ooh, ooh Deputy sherrif On your trail The FBI, I know They won't fail, they can't fail They gonna bring you back Somebody direct me Straight to my baby's love Direct me Straight to that woman's love I got the feeling I wanna feel it, y'all Say I gotta feeling girl Lord, I wanna feel it, now, now I really do, really do, really, really I really do Ooh-wee, I need your love, now Need your lovin' now Somebody direct me, now...

Hey you, hey you, With the curly bush on your head, baby You know you're lookin' good You know you're lookin' good You know you're lookin' good Soul sister (sister, sister, sister, oooh) You're lookin' good, honey (Thank you brother, thank you baby) (Hey you) Hooo hey you, with the bad hip boots on, little girl (You're the baddest in the world) It sure would be nice, honey If I could just make you my girl And when you walk your walk You know you let me know That you're so very much together (Gether, gether, gether, oooh) And when you talk your talk to me, honey You know you make me feel Lighter than a feather, oooh I've never known it, But I've always wanted the best in life And if I had you, honey I know that I could forget about the rest in life (I can't conceal) No, no the way I feel (Way I feel) You're about a head turner You're about a ... burner Hey you, hey you, with the curly bush on your head, baby You know you're lookin' good You know you're lookin' good You know you're lookin' good Soul sister (sister, sister, sister, oooh) And hey you, hey you, with the bad hip boots on Little girl, little girl (You're the baddest in the world) It sure would be nice, honey, honey If I could just make you my girl