Malted Milk - Original - Robert Johnson

I keep drinking malted milk, trying to drive my blues away

I keep drinking malted milk, trying to drive my blues away

Baby you’re just as welcome to my loving as the flowers is in May

Malted milk, malted milk, keep rushing to my head

Malted milk, malted milk, keep rushing to my head

And I have a funny, funny feeling and I’m talking all out my head

Baby fix me one more drink and hug your daddy one more time

Baby fix me one more drink and hug your daddy one more time

Keep on stirring my malted milk mama, until I change my mind

My doorknob keeps on turning, it must be spooks around my bed

My doorknob keeps on turning, must be spooks around my bed

I have a warm off feeling and the hair rising on my head