Anna I'm Taking You Home

Anna take off that tight fittin' dress
Take off those cheep looking shoes from your feet
Wash that paint and powder from your face
Cause Anna I'm taking you home

Turn out the scarlet light in your window
That tells the world the kind of girl you've become
I'm taking you back where there's folks that love you
Anna I'm taking you home

There's eighteen acres of cotton to hoe
A field of corn that I've got to plow
But I need my woman when the day of work is done
So Anna I'm taking you home

Turn out the scarlet light in your window...
Anna I'm taking you home Anna I'm taking you home