I'm here to get my baby out of jail ain't going to leave without her
With god as my witness and the devil on the rail
She's innocent, how could you doubt her?
I won't go, I won't go, I won't go, I won't go
I won't go until they say she's coming home with me
I won't go until they say she's coming home with me
They say she decked a man (he was looking up her skirt)
I heard she pistol whipped a woman (or maybe that was something worse)
She was tearing up the place until the owner made her stop
(She was looking for a phone, she was gonna call the cops)
I'm here to get my baby out of jail
I won't go, I won't go, I won't go
I'm here to get my baby out of jail
My baby out of jail
My baby out of jail
To get my baby out of jail
Treat Her Right - I'm Here to Get My Baby Out of Jail Lyrics
Treat Her Right - I'm Here to Get My Baby Out of Jail Lyrics
We currently do not have these lyrics.
If you would like to submit them, please use the form below.
We currently do not have these lyrics.
If you would like to submit them, please use the form below.
I'm here to get my baby out of jail ain't going to leave without her
With god as my witness and the devil on the rail
She's innocent, how could you doubt her?
I won't go, I won't go, I won't go, I won't go
I won't go until they say she's coming home with me
I won't go until they say she's coming home with me
They say she decked a man (he was looking up her skirt)
I heard she pistol whipped a woman (or maybe that was something worse)
She was tearing up the place until the owner made her stop
(She was looking for a phone, she was gonna call the cops)
I'm here to get my baby out of jail
I won't go, I won't go, I won't go
I'm here to get my baby out of jail
My baby out of jail
My baby out of jail
To get my baby out of jail
With god as my witness and the devil on the rail
She's innocent, how could you doubt her?
I won't go, I won't go, I won't go, I won't go
I won't go until they say she's coming home with me
I won't go until they say she's coming home with me
They say she decked a man (he was looking up her skirt)
I heard she pistol whipped a woman (or maybe that was something worse)
She was tearing up the place until the owner made her stop
(She was looking for a phone, she was gonna call the cops)
I'm here to get my baby out of jail
I won't go, I won't go, I won't go
I'm here to get my baby out of jail
My baby out of jail
My baby out of jail
To get my baby out of jail
Writer: KARL DAVIS
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Universal Music Publishing Group
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Universal Music Publishing Group