James Cotton

Down in the yard tryin' to fix my ride
Busted my knuckles and I went inside
Just made it worse I tried to fix up my hand
I aint much of a medicine man
Alot of things that i wanna do
That don't work out the way I want 'em to
One thing that I do just right
When it comes to love I'm certified

Yes I got my degree
Doctor of love I got a PHD
If you some kind of lovin' that you never tried
Come to me I'm certified

Out on the job and the bossman yell
Here we go again, I'm gonna catch some hell
He say if you screw up one more time
You'll be in the unemployment line
Alot of jobs that I can do
Even more I never too
One place I know I'm qualified
When I comes to love I'm certified

Yes I got my degree
Doctor of love I got a PHD
If you some kind of lovin' that you never tried
Come to me I'm certified

Nothin come easy and you know that's a fact
Workin for the man about to break my back
5 o'clock and the whistle blow
I'm the first on out the do'
You can bet I'll be headed home
Don't wanna leave my woman alone
One thing she says that I do just right
When it come to love I'm certified

Yes I got my degree
Doctor of love I got a PHD
If you some kind of lovin' that you never tried
I'm certified

Everytime I'm relaxing, the telephone rings
Man, it's really getting to me, I really hate that thing.
Take a message baby, just tell 'em I'm not home
Yeah, those telephone people,
They just don't leave you alone.

It might be the neighbor, the insurance man
It could be the boss man, girl, I just don't give a damn.
Take a message baby, Tell 'em all that I'm up to date
I just don't feel much like talking,
Nobody listens anyway ' makes me so mad!

Everytime me and my baby, is getting' in the groove
The telephone rings and it blows my attitude
Take a message baby, just tell 'em I'm not here
You can tell 'em all the same thing
Yeah, when they call back again.

That telephone keeps ringing, If I get one more call
Gonna take my 10-pound hammer, knock it right off the wall.
Take a message baby, just tell 'em I'm not home
Yeah, the nerve of some people,
They just don't leave you alone.

If you know you don't love me
And daylight find me cryin' too
Either one you wanna do

You better straighten your mind, pretty baby
Because strange things are happenin'
Before somethin' bad might happen to you
If you know you don't love me
Because it's better to be without you
Why don't you let me be?
And daylight find me cryin' too

Than live in misery
Learn to love me or leave me

Why don't you let me be?
Midnight find me cryin'
Midnight find me cryin'
And I want nothin' to happen to you

I ain't gonna worry my life any more

It hurts me so bad for us to part
But someday, baby
So many days since you've been gone

I ain't gonna worry my life any more
But someday, baby
I ain't gonna worry my life any more

I ain't gonna worry my life any more
But someday, baby
So that's my story, this is all I have to say to you
Oh, lordy Lord, oh, lordy Lord
Goodbye, baby, and I don't care what you do
So many nights since you went away

But someday, baby
'Cause someday, baby

I've been worried and grieving both night and day
I've been worried and grieving all day long
I ain't gonna worry my life any more

You women have heard of jalopies
You've heard the noise they make
Let me introduce my new Rocket 88

Yeah, she's straight, just won't wait
Everybody likes my Rocket 88
Babe we'll ride in style movin' all along

A V8 motor baby, it's modern design
Black convertible top and the girls don't mind
Sportin' with me riding all around town with joy

A V8 motor baby, it's modern design
Black convertible top and the girls don't mind
Sportin' with me riding all around town with joy

Step in my Rocket, don't be late
'Cause we're pulling out about half past eight
Go around the corner gonna get a fill

Everybody in my car's gonna take a little nip
Move on out, movin' and cruisin' along
Here we go, here we go

A V8 motor baby, it's modern design
Black convertible top and the girls don't mind
Sportin' with me riding all around town with joy

Step in my Rocket, don't be late
'Cause we're pulling out about half past eight
Go around the corner gonna get a fill

Everybody in my car's gonna take a little nip
Move on out, movin' and cruisin' along
We gone y'all, we gone