My mama done tol' me,. When I was in knee pants,. My mama done tol' me,. Son! A woman'll sweet talk. And give ya the big eye;. But when the sweet talkin's done,.
Won't you come along with me. To the Mississippi. We'll take a boat to the land of dreams. Steam down the river, down to New Orleans. . The band's there to meet us.
I'm a believer. She made a believer out of me. I'm a believer. That woman made me see. I really need her. Her love to set me free. I'm a believer. She made a believer out of me.
Sing a song of sad young men, glasses full of rye. All the news is bad again, kiss your dreams goodbye. All the sad young men sitting in the bars. Knowing neon lights missing all the stars.
uno dos tres quattro. be be. ahhh. be be. ahhh. bang bang. bang bang. bang bang. bang bang. . you're killin' me baby, you're killin'.
Baby won't you please come home. Cause your daddy's all alone. I have tried in vain. Never no more to call your name. . When you left you broke my heart.
Easy baby, hm, easy baby. Easy baby, won't you love me night and day?. You don't have to work all day, just to make love to me and say. Easy baby, hm, easy baby.
Buckle down, Winsocki, buckle down. You can win, Winsocki, if you knuckle down. It you don't give in, take it on the chin. You are bound to win, if you will only.
Bad, bad whiskey. Bad, bad whiskey. Bad, bad whiskey. Made me loose my happy home. Made me loose my happy home. . Whiskey endless women. Is driving me out of my mind.
Baby, please don't go. Baby, please don't go. Baby, please don't go. Down to New Orleans. You know I love you so. Baby, please don't go. . Baby, your mind done gone.
They're writing songs of love. But not for me. A lucky star's above. But not for me. . With love to lead the way. I've found more clouds of gray. Than any Russian play.
Oh baby please don't go. Oh baby please don't go. Oh baby please don't go back to New Orleans. Because I love you so. Turn your lamp down low. Turn your lamp down low.
Sowing in the morning, sowing seeds of kindness,. Sowing in the noontide and the dewy eve;. Waiting for the harvest, and the time of reaping,. We shall come rejoicing, bringing in the sheaves..
Baby let me hold your hand. Until I make you understand. Oh, baby, baby let me hold your hand. I really believe, everything will sure be grand. . Baby I want you by my side.
Seems we've weathered. Hard times we've been through. In silence I've waited. I missed you (I missed you too). . 'Cause you, you and I back together again.
Jenny Neale. Down in Beale. Gave her papa the air. Left him cold. Got him told. Said she didn't care. Old Joe, her beau. Looked just like he would die.
Honey, there's a funny feeling 'round my heart,. And it's bound to drive your mama wild. It must be something they call the Cuban Doll,. It weren't your mama's angel child.