Ode to my sweet Belgian Boy

Sweet Belgian Boy

I was sittin out there in the shadows, baby
Jus' waitin for night to come
Sittin there in the shadows baby
Wishin for day to be done

But that sweet Belgian boy, yeah
He taught me how to have some fun

He saw me sit there with my burdens
My whole soul black and blue
Yeah he saw me sittin neath my burdens, baby
I think he knew just what to do

An' I told him true then:
'Can't say what 'is that ails me, honey
But it cuts me through and through.'

He called me Missy and he told me:
'Sure you got some grief and some woe
But ain't got no time for that now see,
We gonna get out some dark cocoa.'

Now I don't want no other sweetness baby
Got no taste for wine or rum
Don't want no other sweetness baby
Just want your bitter on my tongue

Told my mama
Told my mama
This Beigian Boy's got me wrapped round his thumb.

God bless that sweet Beligian boy, yeah
He showed me way it should be done.