Lyrics of
Chattanooga Lucy

Two miles east of the Chickamauga,
Just over the hill and across the holla
End of the path leading from the water,
A hot-pie, potbelly stove,
When she workin' the flame, it never get cold
The only place on Earth I know,
It gets hotter when the sun goes down
Oh my, my Chattanooga Lucy
Woman, what it is you do to me
Forbidden fruit, it sure is juicy
You got me comin' around, comin' around
Oh my, my Chattanooga Lucy
Break me easy or bend me bluesy
Hold on tight or hold on loosely
Keep me comin' around, comin' around
Post my bail and pay my bounty,
Anything to get me down to Hamilton County
Up and down and all around me,
Every time I hear the sound,
Every time I hear the sound
Ohhhhh, ohhh, oh oh oh ohhh
Ohhhhh, ohhh, oh oh oh ohhh
Oh my, my Chattanooga Lucy
Woman, what it is you do to me
Forbidden fruit, it sure is juicy
You got me comin' around, comin' around
Oh my, my Chattanooga Lucy
Break me easy or bend me bluesy
Hold on tight or hold on loosely
Keep me comin' around, comin' around
Yeah, I come undone every time I get some
Kickdrum, guitar strum, no matter where you come from
Oh my, my Chattanooga Lucy
Woman, what it is you do to me
Forbidden fruit, it sure is juicy
You got me comin' around, comin' around
Oh my, my Chattanooga Lucy
Break me easy or bend me bluesy
Hold on tight or hold on loosely
Keep me comin' around, comin' around
Keep me comin' around, comin' around
Yeah, I come undone every time I get some
Kickdrum, guitar strum, she's everything but a shy one