Well I ain't got no use
Ain't got no use for that red rockin' chair
I got no sugar baby now
Got no sugar, honey baby now
Well I laid her in the shade.
I laid her in the shade I gave her every dime I made.
What else could a poor boy do?
What else could a poor boy do.
Well who will call me honey?
Who will call me honey and who will sing that song?
Who will rock the cradle when you're gone?
Who will rock the cradle when you're gone?
I'll rock the cradle.
I'll rock the cradle and I will sing that song.
I will rock the cradle when you're gone.
I will rock the cradle when you're gone.
Well I ain't got no use
Ain't got no use for that red rockin' chair
Got no sugar baby now
Got no sugar, honey baby now
Well I ain't got no use
Ain't got no use for that red rockin' chair
Got no honey baby now
Got no sugar, honey baby now

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