Future Blues

(álbum: Future Blues - 1970)

Who'll tell your future, I can't tell my past,
Who'll tell your future, I can't tell my past,
Seem like every minute lord is sure gonna be my last,
Gonna who do ya baby, got you on my mind,
Who do ya baby, got you on my mind,
Wait a few months darling it will drive you right outta your mind,
'Cause your a crazy little mama and you know you can't be beat,
I got something for ya baby that is awful sweet,
Come on little mama gonna knock ya right off your feet.

[Music]

See that picture baby hanging up on your mama's shelf,
See that picture baby hanging up on your mama's shelf,
I'm getting tired, tired, tired lord of sleeping all by myself,
Who'll tell your future, I can't tell my past,
Who'll tell your future, I can't tell my past,
Seem like every minute lord is sure gonna be my last,
Tho the past was sour lord the future can be mighty sweet,
We finally found a home and our love just can't be beat,
You know it's forever and I'm never never gonna leave.