[Primera Parte]


Girl, I hope your daddy doesn’t own

A gun, if he does, then I’m done
                                  E
From the things that you’re doing to
 
Me
 E
You run the coop and you rule the

Roost with a shake to your sugar
                           E
They don’t serve at Dairy Queen
A                       D
You wrote the book and you set the
         Eb                     E
Hook and you ’bout to light the

Fuse and that’s

[Estribillo]

       E
Me on you

Like white on rice in your mama’s

Jambalaya you ain’t had in while
       A
Me on you

Like black on night by the mighty

Mississippi, she’s a-running for

Miles
         B
Well, I know you know you gone and
                                A
Took control of me and there’s

Nothing that I can do
           E
‘Til the break of dawn or the cows

Come home, I’ll be right where you
                                E
Want me to be and that’s me on you

( E )

[Segunda Parte]

 E
Good God almighty and Lordy have

Mercy, little mama got me

Fumblin’, stumblin’ by the way
   E
That she walks
E
I need your kiss like a catfish need

A stank bait, can’t take the way
                       E
You done and dropped my jaw
 A                      A/C#
You cross the line, you take your
               B
Time and you know I’m ’bout to be

About it

[Chorus]

       E
Me on you

Like white on rice in your mama’s

Jambalaya you ain’t had in while
       A
Me on you

Like black on night by the mighty

Mississippi, she’s a-running for

Miles
         B
Well, I know you know you gone and
                               A
Took control of me and there’s

Nothing that I can do
           E
‘Til the break of dawn or the cows

Come home, I’ll be right where you
                                E
Want me to be and that’s me on you

( E )

[Estribillo]

       E
Me on you

Like white on rice in your mama’s

Jambalaya you ain’t had in while
       A
Me on you

Like black on night by the mighty

Mississippi, she’s a-running for

Miles
       E
Me on you

Like white on rice in your mama’s

Jambalaya you ain’t had in while
       A
Me on you

Like black on night by the mighty

Mississippi, she’s a-running for

Miles
         B
Well, I know you know you gone and
                                A
Took control of me and there’s

Nothing that I can do
           E
‘Til the break of dawn or the cows

Come home, I’ll be right where you
                                E
Want me to be and that’s me on you
                      E
Oh, and that’s me on you