Just to Be with You - The Paul Butterfield Blues Band

On a ship that’s made of paper

Oh yeah, I will sail the seven seas

Fired a shot baby, with a toothpick

Crawled home to you on my knees

There ain’t nothin' baby I wouldn’t do, sugar

Oh yeah baby, just to bring you home with me

I would rise up with the devil

Oh yeah, I would breathe smoke and fire

Or say were I on a tightrope

Walk a canyon on a wire

Just to kiss your sweet lips, honey

Oh yeah baby you know you’re my desire

If a shot fired out from my leg

Oh baby and the sea were turned to sand

Turn my po' self over darlin'

Crawl home to you on my hands

There ain’t nothin' nothin' I wouldn’t do baby

Oh yeah, oh yeah baby, just to be with you

Give up all of my money

Whoa, oh baby, I’d sleep right down on the floor

Call my mother-in-law honey

Whoa, oh I’d work for you 'til I got sore

I would do anything for you baby

Oh yeah, oh yeah, just to get you home once more