(Verse 1)

              D5       
  Please come home to your daddy, and explain yourself to me

                                                                   
  Because I and you are man and wife, tryin' to start a family
                                     
G5                                                 D5
  I'm beggin' you baby, cut out that off the wall jive

A5                                     G5                            D5
  If you can't treat me no better, it gotta be your funeral and my trial



(Verse 2)

                 D5
  When I and you first got together, 't was on one Friday night

 
  We spent two lovely hours together, and the world knows allright

           G5                                     D5
  I'm just beggin' you baby, please cut out that off the wall jive

               A5                             G5
  You know you gotta treat me better, if you don't it gotta be your 

                 D5
  funeral and my trial


  Alright... 

 

(Verse 3) 

           D5
  The good Lord made the world and everything   was in it


  The way my baby love is some   solid sentiment

       
  She can love to heal the sick   and she can love to raise the dead


  You think I'm jokin' but you better be-   lieve what I say

      G5                                           D5
  I'm beggin' you baby, cut out that off the wall jive

A5                                      G5
  Yeh you gotta treat me better, or it gotta be your funeral and my 

  D5
  trial