Call the doctor pretty baby, you know I'm near to my last breath You'd better hurry now honey, or you're gonna be my death You'd better throw away the spoons and all the other dirty things 'Cause when the law arrives this evening, I don't think they'll wait and ring Call the doctor pretty baby, tell him he's gotta rush and run 'Cause I think I've had too much babe, tell him it ain't no fun Hey there's the door now pretty baby, see who's on the other side Tell them to back up with the wagon now I think I'm going for a ride Tell them I did it to myself babe, and I lived a life of sin Tell them black ain't always white babe, and without sure ain't within