(McKinley Morganfield)       Oh, babe, look how you got me standing around crying   Oh, babe, look how you got me standing around crying   Well, I know you don't love me, baby   But you're always resting on my mind      Oh, baby, I ain't gonna be riding around in my automobile   Oh, baby, I ain't gonna be riding around in my automobile   Well, you got so many men   I'm afraid that you may get me killed      Oh, baby, you ain't nothing like you used to be   Oh, baby, you ain't nothing like you used to be   Well, when I was loving you baby   You was sweet as an apple on the tree