Santana - Evil ways - live at the woodstock music & art fair, august 16, 1969 lyrics

You've got to change your evil ways, baby Before I stop lovin' you You've got to change, baby And every word that I say is true You've got me runnin' and hidin' all over town You've got me sneakin' and a-peepin' and runnin' you down This can't go on Lord knows you've got to change, baby Baby When I come home, baby My house is dark and my pots are cold You hang around, baby With Jean and Joan and a-who knows who I'm gettin' tired of waiting and fooling around I'll find somebody that won't make me feel like a clown This can't go on Lord knows you've got to change Hey When I come home, baby My house is dark and my pots are cold You hang around, baby With Jean and Joan and a-who knows who I'm gettin' tired of waiting and fooling around I'll find somebody that won't make me feel like a clown This can't go on Yeah, yeah, yeah