Otis Rush - Reap What You Sow

Just one thing, baby child, before you go
Just one thing, baby child, before you go

There's gonna be judgment in the morning, baby
There's gonna be judgment in the morning, baby
There's gonna be judgment in the morning, baby
Yes baby, you're gonna reap for what you sow

You'll never make the jail house for the things you do
You'll never make the jail house for the things you do

There's gonna be judgment in the morning, baby
There's gonna be judgment in the morning, baby
There's gonna be judgment in the morning, baby
Yes baby, it will all come back on you

You'd never buy with money, what you'd throw away
You'd never buy with money, what you'd throw away

You're gonna be mournin' in the morning
You're gonna be mournin' in the morning
You're gonna be mournin' in the morning
Yes baby, 'cause you made your bed that way

Written by:
MICHAEL BLOOMFIELD, MICHAEL B. BLOOMFIELD, MIKE BLOOMFIELD, NICHOLAS GEORGE GRAVENITES

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Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.

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