Lyrics

Send me more cloths, y'all It's raining, children Getting soaking wet And it's raining, y'all She put me out Tell me where i'll go, children Meet me y'all lets meet y'all Tell me what's wrong with you I've been sick, y'all, wet Yeah, I've been sick, chill out, yeah uh My baby got me In a terrible shape Lord, she got me Suffering with a headache, uh baby Pain in my heart Wow baby Dragging my feet, y'all Twelve long days, children Had a bite to eat, now Y'all wanna know, yeah Tell me, what's wrong with me? Said I've been sick, y'all, yeah Said i've been sick, oh yeah Now no doctor's medicine Will do me no good Lord have mercy, children I wished it would, yeah Somebody, s-sick Bad shape Pain, carry on Legs are trembling Hands are tied Feels like I got a headache I came in here alone Heart's turning over Beating like a drum, y'all Tom tom tom, yeah Heart's keep a beating, baby Oh what's wrong with me Tell y'all I'm sick, y'all Throw me sick, oh baby Now you got me in a terrible shape But somebody's got to Get me off this shape Yeah honey Suffering, children Lord, I'm tired of it Rain is cold, children Sick make me cry oh Spent the money i've got, y'all Water in my shoes, children She got me suffering, baby Hold that's bad news, yeah She got me moaning, y'all Troubles out can i calm, down She got me do the things Like some thing, y'all know Baby, I've been sick, the whole day Baby, I've been sick, all night My baby got me In a terrible shape That she would pray to God To get me off this shape Get me off this shape, please Get me off this shape
Writer(s): Otis Redding, Stephen Lee Cropper, David Porter Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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