A Story About Barbara

Man, barbara 's a kind of woman
A man don't find every day
Yes, barbara 's the kind of woman
A man don't find every day
She 's got a way of stealin' in your heart
Just don't want her to get away

She 's so good lookin'
When I need her she 's always 'round
Yes, she 's so good lookin'
When I need her she 's always 'round
And when she says: Daddy, did you call me?
She made my love come fallin' down

She 's so fine, so mella
With coal black curly hair
Yes, so fine and mella
With coal black curly hair

And every part spells love, oh Jack
And it's really there

Man, you ain't seen nothing
Till you dig barbara from her head on down
Man, you ain't seen nothin'
Till you dig barbara from her head on down
Jack, she can bring a dead man back to life
And make a hound dog root up the ground

Yes, barbara 's so fine and mella
I'm afraid to leave her home
Yes, my baby 's so fine and mella
I'm afraid to leave her home
'Cause I know I would drop dead
If I'd come home and find my baby gone