| Song | Evil Ways |
| Artist | Santana |
| Album | Gold Greatest Hits |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| You've got to change your evil ways... baby | |
| Before i stop loving you. | |
| You've go to change... baby | |
| And every word that i say, it's true. | |
| You've got me running and hiding | |
| All over town. | |
| You've got me sneaking and peeping | |
| And running you down | |
| This can't go on... | |
| Lord knows you got to change... baby. | |
| When i come home... baby | |
| My house is dark and my pots are cold | |
| You're hanging 褰ound... baby | |
| With jean and joan and a who knows who | |
| I'm getting tired of waiting and fooling around | |
| I'll find somebody, who won't make me feel like a clown | |
| This can't go on... | |
| Lord knows you got to change | |
| Organ solo: | |
| (repeat 2nd verse) | |
| Yeah ... yeah ... yeah ... |
| You' ve got to change your evil ways... baby | |
| Before i stop loving you. | |
| You' ve go to change... baby | |
| And every word that i say, it' s true. | |
| You' ve got me running and hiding | |
| All over town. | |
| You' ve got me sneaking and peeping | |
| And running you down | |
| This can' t go on... | |
| Lord knows you got to change... baby. | |
| When i come home... baby | |
| My house is dark and my pots are cold | |
| You' re hanging qian ound... baby | |
| With jean and joan and a who knows who | |
| I' m getting tired of waiting and fooling around | |
| I' ll find somebody, who won' t make me feel like a clown | |
| This can' t go on... | |
| Lord knows you got to change | |
| Organ solo: | |
| repeat 2nd verse | |
| Yeah ... yeah ... yeah ... |
| You' ve got to change your evil ways... baby | |
| Before i stop loving you. | |
| You' ve go to change... baby | |
| And every word that i say, it' s true. | |
| You' ve got me running and hiding | |
| All over town. | |
| You' ve got me sneaking and peeping | |
| And running you down | |
| This can' t go on... | |
| Lord knows you got to change... baby. | |
| When i come home... baby | |
| My house is dark and my pots are cold | |
| You' re hanging qiān ound... baby | |
| With jean and joan and a who knows who | |
| I' m getting tired of waiting and fooling around | |
| I' ll find somebody, who won' t make me feel like a clown | |
| This can' t go on... | |
| Lord knows you got to change | |
| Organ solo: | |
| repeat 2nd verse | |
| Yeah ... yeah ... yeah ... |