Lyrics:

(Robert Johnson) Mmm... you better come on in my kitchen babe, it's goin' to be rainin' outdoors The woman I love, took from my best friend Some joker got lucky, stole her back again You better come on in my kitchen babe, it's goin' to be rainin' outdoors Oh, she's gone, I know she won't come back I've taken the last nickel out of her nation sack You better come on in my kitchen, baby, it's goin' to be rainin' outdoors [Spoken:] Oh, can't you hear that wind howl? Can't you hear that wind howl? You better come on in my kitchen, baby, it's goin' to be rainin' outdoors When a woman gets in trouble, everybody throws her down Lookin' for her good friend, none can't be found You better come on in my kitchen, baby, it's goin' to be rainin' outdoors Winter time's comin', it's goin' to be slow You can make the winter, babe, that's dry long so You better come on in my kitchen, 'cause it's goin' to be rainin' outdoors