Little Geneva
by Muddy Waters
From the album: The Real Folk Blues
Track 11 of 12 on The Real Folk Blues (1966).
Duration: 2:50
Lyrics for Little Geneva
I was standing in my kitchen, Looking way out 'cross the field. Yes, I was standing in my kitchen, Looking way out 'cross the field. I thought I heard, I thought I heard, My little Geneva call me. Well I was standing at my window, Watching the rain begin to fall. Yes, I was standing at my window, Watching the rain begin to fall. I want to see Geneva so bad this morning, Man, she heals my all in all. Alright, Geneva Yes, I was standing in my door, Watching the sun go behind a tree. Yes, I was standing in my door, Watching the sun go behind a tree. I want to see Geneva so bad, so bad, Right now I'm on my bended knee.