Now here it is three o' clock in the mornin'
Oh, three o' clock in the mornin', baby
Well, I can't find my baby
Lord, and I can't be satisfied
Whoa, my baby can't be found
Whoa, looked all around me, people
Whoa, my baby can't be found
Well, if I don't find my baby
I'm goin' down to the boilin' ground,
that's where the mens hang out
Well, I'm bound to find her
