Come Back Muddy

My mind is going back To the good old times When me and Muddy Waters Was playing blues and drinking wine Come back Muddy Man I sure do miss your face Come back Muddy Lord knows you can't be replaced We used to ride around In your big Cadillac Reefer in the glove box Whiskey in the sack I say Come back Muddy Man I sure wanna hear your voice Come back Muddy Let's make up some of that old nasty noise Lord I don't need no picture I can see you still Carrying a switchblade knife Flashing those hundred dollar bills I said come back Muddy I miss those good old days Come back Muddy The blues ain't been the same Give you my promise That I'm gonna keep on playing