DON'T COME KNOCKING AT MY DOOR
Friedlander / Sacks
as rec by Dinah Washington w The Teddy Brannon Quartet  1947


You went out on a spree,
You never cared about me,
This time I'm really sore!
So don't come a'knockin',
Don't knock at my door!

When I gave you a break
And forgave your mistake,
You tried it more and more!
So don't come a'knockin',
Don't knock at my door!

If I should try to forget all the crazy things you did,
Who would I be foolin', who would I be tryin' to kid?

You were right in the groove
Till you made your last move,
Three strikes against your score!
So don't come a'knockin',
Don't knock at my door!

If I should try to forget all the crazy things you did,
Who would I be foolin', say who would I be tryin' to kid?

You were right in the groove
Till you made your last move,
Three strikes against your score!
So don't come a'knockin',
Don't knock at my door!

Don't start cryin' that song
'Cause you did me wrong,
I don't want you no more!
So please, please, please don't knock at my door!





(Contributed by Peter Akers - September 2009)