Текст песни Malted Milk Blues - Live at the Fillmore, San Francisco, 1994 - Eric Clapton

This one is called "Malted Milk"
(Woah!)

I keep drinking malted milk, trying to drive my blues away
I keep drinking malted milk, trying to drive my blues away
Baby, you just as welcome to my loving, as the flowers is in May

Malted milk, malted milk, keep rushing to my head
Malted milk, malted milk, keep rushing to my head
I have a funny, funny feeling, and I'm talking all out my head

Baby, fix me one more drink, and hug your daddy one more time
Baby, fix me one more drink, and hug your daddy one more time
Keep on stirring my malted milk, mama, until I change my mind

On my door knob keeps on turning, it must be spooks around my bed
Yes, my door knob keeps on turning, must be spooks around my bed
I have a warm, old feeling, and the hair rising on my head