Lyrics Cassandra Wilson

Cassandra Wilson

Come on in My Kitchen

The man I love, took from my best friend

That girl got lucky, stole 'em back again

You betta come on in my kitchen 'cause its gonna be

Raining outdoors

He's gone

I know he won't come back

I took his last nickle from his nation sack

You betta come on in my kitchen 'cause its going to be

Raining outdoors

Can't you hear that wind howl

Can't you hear that wind howling

You betta come on in my kitchen 'cause its going to be

Raining outdoors

When a man gets in trouble

Everybody throws him down

Lookin' for his good friend

None can be found

You betta come on in my kitchen 'cause its going to be

raining outdoors

The winter time is coming

And its going to be slow

You can't make the weather baby

it's dry long so

You betta come on in my kitchen because its going to be

Raining outdoors

Gonna be raining outdoors

Gonna be raining outdoors

Yes it's going to be raining outdoors