Words and music by Van Morrison
Little gal, little girl
Lord, you know it's true
Little gal, little girl,
Lord, you know it's true,
I don't want to stop
Rockin' and rollin' with you.
Are you gonna let me stand alone,
Are you gonna let me stand alone,
Caught you this mornin'
Before your Daddy came home.
And I've done more for you
Than your Daddy has ever done,
I've done more for you
Than your Daddy has ever done
Gave you my jelly roll
And he ain't give you none.
Don't you ever go down
Down on Kersian [Curzon?] Street, It's bad
Don't you ever go down
Down on Kersian [Curzon?] Street
That's where old John
Flogs his daily meat
Maybe sometime he says leave the
Little boy and the girl behind
I got messed up round somewhere
Called the Notting Hill Gate
I lived there for awhile
But I moved out
And when I moved out
I was in such a state
I've never gone back there, but
I'm sure I done more for you
Than you Daddy has ever done baby
Made you learn your syllables.
Done more for you
Than your Daddy has ever done
Gave you my jelly roll
And he ain't give you none
