Zora, I'm so sad
Zora, I heard they ran you out of Harlem
I feel so sad, so bad, yeah
I heard you cleaning for a man who owns a paper mill
Down in Edenville
Zora, write me a letter, child
Tell me where my baby sugar is
She's a good friend of yours
And I know you know where she is
(You know, you know where she is)
Zora, Zora
She took my keys, all three keys, lord
Somebody said she was livin' overseas
So please
Write me a letter, write me a story
Write me something
Tell me where my baby sugar is
Where my baby sugar be
She took the keys to my kitchen
You know I like to eat
She took the keys to my children
I don't know where they be
She took the key to my bedroom
And I just can't go to sleep
Zora, Zora
Zora, where my baby sugar be?
Baby please, write me a story and tell me
Where my baby sugar is