Rolling Pin

(G. Johnson)
 Well, rolling pin a-rolling
 Rolling, rolling, rolling
 Although it makes me holler, you know
 I'm gonna run back home to my baby
 Home to my baby
 I swear, I know my old bulldog, Lord
 Anytime I hear him bark
 Lord, and I swear I know my woman
 When I feel her in the dark
 In the dark
 I asked my gal to marry me, boys...
 Whadda ya think she said?
 She said, "I wouldn't have you, Mr. Johnson, not now,
 Not if all the rest was dead."
 That's what she said
 Just like a woodpecker peck all morning
 On the schoolhouse door
 Lord have mercy, but he pecked so long
 'Til his pecker got sore
 Well, he's coming back for more
 What makes my baby so hard on a man?
 Is there something you see, woman
 That a man can't understand?
 It must have been the devil
 That put me here
 And cause a man to question
 Just what he held so dear
 I swore that I would never
 Get caught back here no more
 I don't want 4 a.m. catching me
 On the wrong side of your door
 Lost my good intention, Lord
 How I wish I could get it back
 Leave me with my head bust open
 It must have slipped right through the crack
 ...Still, I'm coming back...