It is what is

Shakin’ from left to right
Every move that I make
Can make you understand
There’s a lot o’ love to take

‘cause as you know
it doesn’t matter where or how
the wind might blow
in the end we’ll all watch the show

when travlin’ in the south
eatin’ gravy and melons ripe
kissin’ you on your soft mouth
so you don’t need to wipe

but tears always fall
as does snow in winter
baby behold, if you need me, just call
for I’m waiting for you hinter
across the hall

I see you’re dressed
In white silken robes
While I’m the man in black
Standing waiting in your hall

Wear my ring and sign the paper
For we’ll still be in the fall
And when snow comes
We’ll stay in bed
That, my dearest, is all

(RD)