Listen closely to me now my darlin' girl
   There's one who's out to have you
   an jus his breath will
   Burn your curls
   don't you fret You needn't bother don't you fret
   here comes the father yet
   WATCHA DOIN' up atop my roof
   creepin' cross them shingles
   You 'bout scared me half to death girl
   what's your name
   Ruthie Lingle
   Oye I heard your talkin'
   that little Jesus geek fleed a good ass good ass clockin'
   Oye I seen your mockin'
   don't you dare boy
   Think my lord hath done forgotten
   I beseech the lord clear my head
   before once again I scare the soul
   of that girl in my bed
   O lord clear my bed for once again
   I scar the soul of that girl in my head