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You better come on in my kitchen,
it's goin' to be rainin' outdoors
Ah, the woman I love, took from my best friend,
some joker got lucky, stole her back again
You better come on in my kitchen,
it's goin' to be rainin' outdoors

Ohah, she's gone, I know she won't come back
I've taken the last nickel out of her nation sack
You better come on in my kitchen,
it's goin' to be rainin' outdoors
(oh, can't you hear that wind howl?)
Oh why', can't you hear that wind would howl?
You better come on in my kitchen,
it's goin' to be rainin' outdoors

When a woman gets in trouble, everybody throws her down

Lookin' for her good friend, none can be found
You better come on in my kitchen,

it's goin' to be rainin' outdoors
Winter time's comin', it's gon' be slow
You can't make the winter, babe, that's dry long so
You better come on in my kitchen, 'cause it's goin' to be rainin' outdoors

Copyright: THE BICYCLE MUSIC COMPANY
Writer(s): ROBERT JOHNSON