Future Blues - Canned Heat

Who’ll tell your future, I can’t tell my past

Who’ll tell your future, I can’t tell my past

Seem like every minute lord is sure gonna be my last

Gonna who do ya baby, got you on my mind

Who do ya baby, got you on my mind

Wait a few months darlin' it will drive you right outta your mind

'Cause your a crazy little mama and you know you can’t be beat

I got somethin' for ya baby that is awful sweet

Come on little mama gonna knock ya right off your feet

See that picture baby hangin' up on your mama’s shelf

See that picture baby hangin' up on your mama’s shelf

I’m gettin' tired, tired, tired lord of sleepin' all by myself

Who’ll tell your future, I can’t tell my past

Who’ll tell your future, I can’t tell my past

Seem like every minute lord is sure gonna be my last

Tho the past was sour lord the future can be mighty sweet

We finally found a home and our love just can’t be beat

You know it’s forever and I’m never never gonna leave