You don’t know how bad I feel The doctor says I’m very ill He’s feeding me little yellow pills for my heart And it’s a shame, shame, shame
My temperature’s a hundred and two And the doctor don’t think I’m gonna pull through But there’s nothing he can do without you, girl And it’s a shame, shame, shame Oh it’s a shame, shame, shame
I’m wasting away to nothing And I ain’t got the will to try But if you don’t come home running, now I swear I’m gonna die It’s a doggone shame, oh yes it is
I said it’s a shame, shame, shame Oh it’s a shame, shame, shame
I’m wasting away to nothing And I ain’t got the will to try But if you don’t come home running I swear I’m gonna die It’s a shame, shame
You know I’m a hospital case I lost all the colour from my face I’m gonna leave the human race If you don’t come home
it’s a shame, shame, shame And it’s a shame, shame, shame It’s a doggone shame Baby please come home
It’s a shame, shame, shame, shame, shame (I need them little yellow pills) it’s a shame, shame, shame (I need them little yellow pills)
Compositor: John Richard Lomax (Jackie Lomax) ECAD: Obra #18637633