Sugar Pie I'm Not the Same

Fall, fall, the pouring rain Stain in the middle and you feel each grain You call, call, you call my name I don't answer, Sugarpie I'm not the same Fire, fire, the fires inside First I was a widow; how can I be a bride? Well, I'm a liar, liar, I said it before Won't be rocking babies on your wooden floor I just feel that I don't give what you give me I just feel that Cream got coffee, sugar got tea, butter got bread But lover, you best find better than me Rain, rain, dontcha go away Come, come again, I beg you stay Well, cry, cry, have pity on me Bury this dread, this fire in your flood prithee I just feel that I don't give what you give me I just feel that Cream got coffee, sugar got tea, butter got bread But lover, you best find better than me Well, fall, fall, the pouring rain Stand in the middle and you feel each grain And you call, call, you call my name But I don't answer, cause Sugarpie I'm not the same