Malted Milk
Robert Johnson
I keep drinking malted milk
Trying to drive my blues away
I keep drinking malted milk
Trying to drive my blues away
Baby, you're just as welcome to my loving
As the flowers is in May
Malted milk, malted milk
Keep rushing to my head
Malted milk, malted milk
Keep rushing to my head
And I have a funny, funny feeling
And I'm talking all out my head
Baby, fix me one more drink
And hug your daddy one more time
Baby, fix me one more drink
And hug your daddy one more time
Keep on stirring my malted milk, mama
Until I change my mind
My doorknob keeps on turning
There must be spooks around my bed
My doorknob keeps on turning
There must be spooks around my bed
And I have a funny, funny feeling
And the hair's rising on my head