Opem Up Baby

If I was to tell you what I left behind Would you leave me? Would you change your mind? Would you leave me? Would you change your mind? I said, would you leave me? Would you change your mind? Come on, baby I had a whole lot of trouble When I was a young man You know that bad luck Wouldn't let go of my hand You know that bad luck Wouldn't let go off my hand I said that bad old luck It wouldn't let go of my hand So when somebody tell you About some bad thing that I've done Don't let 'em tell you That I'm not my mother's son I said, don't let 'em tell you That I'm not my mother's son And darling, don't let 'em tell you That I'm not my mother's son Come on, opem up baby If I had a followed What was on my second mind I would've been here now Biting my own tongue and lyin' I would've been here now Bitin' my own tongue and lyin' Darling, I would've been here now Bitin' my own tongue and lyin' Bite my tongue So, please stop your cryin' Over some little thing that I've said Come on, baby Let me hold your worried hand I said, come on, baby Let me hold your worried hand I said please stop your crying Let me hold your worried hand Opem up baby Opem up baby