King Solomon Hill - Tell Me Baby lyrics

Oh tell me baby, what fault you find of me?2 I'm gonna pack my suitcase, beat it back to Tennessee On my hands and crying, I've been treated so blind Lord Oh, tell me baby, what fault you find of me? I'm gonna pack my suitcase... Nickel is a nickel, dime is a dime Wish I had a love in my life, love me all the time Call her baby... I'm gonna pack my suitcase... Nickel is a nickel, dime is a dime Got a house full of children, ain't no ne'er one mine Oh, tell me baby... Babe, I can't see, honey to save my life Why we can't get along just like man and wife3 Oh tell me baby, what fault you find of me? I'm gonna pack my suitcase... I said think mama told me, papa told me too Don't need whiskey and women, gonna beat around on you I'll call my baby, what fault you find...?