PERFORMED BY KEITH WHITLEY
WRITTEN BY KEITH WHITLEY & FRED KOLLER
TRANSCRIBED BY CHARLES EVANS
G, D, G
N[G]OW THE BIBLE TELLS THE STORY BOUT ADAMS RIB
HOW THE L[C]ORD MADE A WOMAN FOR COMPANIONSHIP
THE FI[G]RST THING SHE DID WAS TAKE A B[D]ITE OF THAT FORBIDDEN FR[G]UIT
I G[G]UESS WE'LL BE PAYIN TILL THE END OF TIME
AT LE[C]AST THATS HOW IT IS WITH THAT WOMAN OF MINE
OH L[G]ORD, I TH[D]INK I WANT MY RIB BAC[G]K
(CHORUS)
NOW TH[C]IS IS WRONG, BABY THAT AINT RIGHT
IM WO[G]RKIN TRYIN TO PLEASE THAT WOMAN DAY AND NIGHT
SHES NE[C]VER SATISFIED ALTHOUGH I TRY TO DO THE BEST THAT I C[D]AN
TH[G]IS HAS GOTTA CHANGE OR HONEY IM GONNA LEAVE
I W[C]ONT LET EVOLUTION MAKE A MONKEY OUTA ME
OH LO[G]RD, I TH[D]INK I WANT MY RIB BACK[G]
TH[G]ERES BEEN A HOLE IN MY WALLET AND A PAIN IN MY SIDE
E[C]VER SINCE I MADE THAT GIRL MY BLUSHIN BRIDE
HER DA[G]DDY CALLS HER ANGEL AND HER MA[D]MMA CALLS HER THREE TIMES A NIG[G]HT
HE[G]R COUSINS ON MY SOFA, HER SISTERS GOT MY CAR
HER BRO[C]THERS DRINK MY LIQUIR LIKE MY HOUSE WAS A BAR
OH L[G]ORD, I TH[D]INK I WANT MY RIB BAC[G]K[C]
OH L[G]ORD, I TH[D]INK I WANT MY RIB BAC[G]K
(CHORUS)
WRITTEN BY KEITH WHITLEY & FRED KOLLER
TRANSCRIBED BY CHARLES EVANS
G, D, G
N[G]OW THE BIBLE TELLS THE STORY BOUT ADAMS RIB
HOW THE L[C]ORD MADE A WOMAN FOR COMPANIONSHIP
THE FI[G]RST THING SHE DID WAS TAKE A B[D]ITE OF THAT FORBIDDEN FR[G]UIT
I G[G]UESS WE'LL BE PAYIN TILL THE END OF TIME
AT LE[C]AST THATS HOW IT IS WITH THAT WOMAN OF MINE
OH L[G]ORD, I TH[D]INK I WANT MY RIB BAC[G]K
(CHORUS)
NOW TH[C]IS IS WRONG, BABY THAT AINT RIGHT
IM WO[G]RKIN TRYIN TO PLEASE THAT WOMAN DAY AND NIGHT
SHES NE[C]VER SATISFIED ALTHOUGH I TRY TO DO THE BEST THAT I C[D]AN
TH[G]IS HAS GOTTA CHANGE OR HONEY IM GONNA LEAVE
I W[C]ONT LET EVOLUTION MAKE A MONKEY OUTA ME
OH LO[G]RD, I TH[D]INK I WANT MY RIB BACK[G]
TH[G]ERES BEEN A HOLE IN MY WALLET AND A PAIN IN MY SIDE
E[C]VER SINCE I MADE THAT GIRL MY BLUSHIN BRIDE
HER DA[G]DDY CALLS HER ANGEL AND HER MA[D]MMA CALLS HER THREE TIMES A NIG[G]HT
HE[G]R COUSINS ON MY SOFA, HER SISTERS GOT MY CAR
HER BRO[C]THERS DRINK MY LIQUIR LIKE MY HOUSE WAS A BAR
OH L[G]ORD, I TH[D]INK I WANT MY RIB BAC[G]K[C]
OH L[G]ORD, I TH[D]INK I WANT MY RIB BAC[G]K
(CHORUS)