Standard (EADGBE)

I love that hair, long an' black,

hangin' down to the middle of your back.

Don't cut it off whatever you do,

I need it to run my fingers through.

Chorus

Cause you're my baby, uh-huh, you're my sugar,

don't mean maybe, you're my baby.

Got me a dollar that I saved.

Saved it up for a rainy day.

Everybody's callin' for bills that's due,

but if they don't catch me, I'll spend it on you.

Chorus

Cause you're my baby, uh-huh, you're my sugar,

don't mean maybe, you're my baby.

Got me a guitar, got six strings,

and a picker to make 'em ring.

Every string's gotta know what to do,

cause I'm gonna use 'em to serenade you.

Chorus

Cause you're my baby, uh-huh, you're my sugar,

don't mean maybe, you're my baby.

Well, I had me a gal, she said she's mine,

but she run around on me all the time.

Now, she's gone and I'm glad we're through,

cause I-I'm plum-flipped, over you.

Chorus

Cause you're my baby, uh-huh, you're my sugar,

don't mean maybe, you're my baby.

Outro

Oh, baby-baby, yeah you're my baby.

Well, I don't mean maybe.

You drive me crazy.

I love you baby, you're my do..oll.

A fifties smash from Kraziekhat.