Drivin' Wheel - The Paul Butterfield Blues Band

My baby don’t have to work

And she don’t have to rob and steal

I said my baby don’t have to work

Man, she don’t have to rob and steal

I give her everything she needs

Because I am her driving wheel

Well she left me this morning

Said she’d be back soon

Yeah, she left me this morning

Said she’d be back soon

She she’d be back early Friday mornin'

Or late Saturday afternoon

Yeah I wrote my baby a letter

And I don’t want nobody else to break the seal

Yeah, I wrote my baby a letter

And I don’t want nobody else to break the seal

I am her world, I am her driving wheel

Now wait a minute

Let me tell you 'bout my baby

I said,?

I wanna tell you 'bout my baby?

Let me tell you 'bout my baby

Every time she walk

She’s like a leaf shakin' on a tree

Every time my baby walks

She’s like a leaf shakin' on a tree

I said,?

Come here to me, baby

This is where you get your steak, potato’s and tea