(Conway Twitty)      I came home last night about a quarter past four   Without a worry on my mind   I slowly slipped through the kitchen door   I thought I was doing right fine.      But when I sneaked into my room   And started to slip in the bed   I found the note into the wall   And this is what it said.      You done lost your baby   Lost your baby lost your baby tonight   You done lost your baby, honey   Baby you just ain't been treatin' your baby right.      You come home every night   About a quarter past four   And then you come a sneakin'   Through the kitchen door.      You done lost your baby   Lost your baby, lost your baby tonight   Well, my knees started shakin'   And my stomach was achin'.      And my head went into a spin   I said this just couldn't happened to me   This must be a dream that I'm in.      So I stood there a shakin' for a minute or two   And then I sat down on the bed   But when I opened her note once more   Still it plainly read.      You done lost your baby   Lost your baby, lost your baby tonight   You done lost your baby honey   Baby you just ain't been treatin' your baby right.      Oh well, you trifled on your bed   So many times before   But you ain't gonna trifle   On your baby no more.      You done lost your baby   Lost my baby, lost your baby tonight, yeah...