I done ran into my baby and fin'lly found my old blue jean. I done ran into my baby and fin'lly found my old blue jean. Well, I could tell that they was mine from the oil and the gasoline. If I ever get back my blue jean, Lord, how happy could one man be. If I ever get back my blue jean, Lord, how happy could one man be. 'Cause if I get back those blue jean you know, my baby be bringin' 'em home to me.