ok, so we had a blast having dinner and drinks with our good friends the morgans and the hempels- listening to our good friend colin's band billy blues..............colin gave me grief from the get-go because 'i was not keeping up' with him..........to which i replied.........'it is not book club at my house...........so i will just stick to a few glasses of wine..............'the band dedicated the following robert johnson song to me........
come on in my kitchen........
Mmm... you better come on in my kitchen babe, it's goin' to be rainin' outdoorsThe woman I love, took from my best friendSome joker got lucky, stole her back againYou better come on in my kitchen babe, it's goin' to be rainin' outdoorsOh, she's gone, I know she won't come backI've taken the last nickel out of her nation sackYou better come on in my kitchen, baby, it's goin' to be rainin' outdoors[Spoken:] Oh, can't you hear that wind howl?Can't you hear that wind howl?You better come on in my kitchen, baby, it's goin' to be rainin' outdoorsWhen a woman gets in trouble, everybody throws her downLookin' for her good friend, none can't be foundYou better come on in my kitchen, baby, it's goin' to be rainin' outdoorsWinter time's comin', it's goin' to be slowYou can make the winter, babe, that's dry long soYou better come on in my kitchen, 'cause it's goin' to be rainin' outdoors
you have to imagine the harmonica that went along with it............the best thing they played was brown-eyed girl by van morrison, a personal favorite..........at some point we all got up to dance...........a good time............
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