Album: BBC Sessions

Immigrant Song

Oh she's my baby,
Let me tell you why.
She drives me crazy,
She's the apple of my eye.
Because she is my girl.
And she can never do wrong.
If I dream too much at night.
Somebody please bring me down.

I love that little lady,
I got to be her fool.
Ain't no other like my baby,
I can can break the golden rule.
Because I am down on my knees.
I pray that love won't die.
And if I always try to please,
I don't no the reason why.

If she would come back,
Only stay with me.
Every little bit of my love.
Every little bit of my love.

I don't have to go by plane,
I ain't got to go by car.
I don't care just where my darling is,
People I just don't care how far.
I'm gonna crawl,
I'm gonna crawl,
I don't care if I got to go back home.
I don't care what I got to stand to get you.
I'm gonna crawl.
I'm gonna crawl.
I'm gonna move the car.
She give me good loving.
Yes I love her.
I wanna crawl.