Drivin' Wheel Lyrics - Resurrection Of Pigboy Crabshaw / In My Own Dream - The Paul Butterfield Blues Band

My baby don't have to work 

Don't have to rob or steal 

Well, my baby don't have to work 

Don't have to rob or steal 

I'll give her everything she needs 

I am her only driving wheel 

She left me this morning 

Said that she would be home soon 

Well, she left me this morning 

Said that she would be home soon 

She said it may be Saturday mornin' 

Or later Sunday afternoon 

I wrote my baby a letter 

Don't want no one to break the seal 

Oh, I wrote my baby a letter 

Don't want no one to break the seal 

Well, we got the letter go to my baby 

I'm her only driving wheel 

Now wait a minute 

I wanna tell you about my baby 

I wanna tell you about my baby 

I wanna tell you all about my baby 

Every time she walk 

Shake like a leaf hanging on a tree 

Every time my baby walk 

Shake like a leaf hanging on a tree 

Well, I said now, come on pretty baby 

This is where you get your steak, potatoes and peas 

My baby don't have to work 

Lord, she don't have to rob or steal, let me tell y'all 

Well, my baby don't have to work 

Lord, she don't have to rob or steal 

Well, I give her everything she needs 

I am her only driving wheel 

Now wait a minute 

I wanna tell you about my baby 

I wanna tell you about my baby 

I wanna tell you all about my baby 

Every time she walk 

Shake like a leaf hanging on a tree 

Every time my baby walk 

Shake like a leaf hanging on a tree 

Well, I said now, come on pretty baby 

This is where you get your steak, potatoes and peas, oh yeah