Song lyrics 32 20 blues by Eric Clapton

I sent for my baby, and she donīt come
I sent for my baby, man, and she donīt come
All the doctors in Hot Springs sure canīt help her none

And if she gets unruly, thinks she donīt want do
If she gets unruly, and thinks she donīt want do
Take my 32-20, and cut her half in two

She got a thirty-eight special, but I believe itīs most too light
She got a thirty-eight special, but I believe itīs most too light
I got a 32-20, got to make the camps alright

If I send for my baby, man, and she donīt come
If I send for my baby, man, and she donīt come
All the doctors in Hot Springs sure canīt help her none

Iīm gonna shoot my pistol, gonna shoot my Gatlinī gun
Iīm gonna shoot my pistol, gonna shoot my Gatlinī gun
You made me love you, now your man have come

Aw baby, where you stay last night?
Ah baby, where you stay last night?
You got your hair all tangled, and you ainīt talkinī right

Got a thirty-eight special, boys, it do very well
Got a thirty-eight special, boys, it do very well
I Got a 32-20 now, and itīs a burninī -

If I send for my baby, man and she donīt come
If I send for my baby, man and she donīt come
All the doctors in Wisconsin sure canīt help her none

Hey hey baby, where you stay last night
Hey hey baby, where you stayed last night
You didnīt come home until the sun was shininī bright

Ah boys, I just canīt take my rest
Ah boys, I just canīt take my rest
With this 32-20 layinī up and down my breast