paroles de chanson Sobbin' Women - Adolph Deutsch

If you could just get a look at yourselves
You look like a bunch of love sick bull calves
If your so sweet on those girls why don't you do something about it?
Why don't you go marry 'em?
You know they would never let us marry 'em now in a thousand years!
Then do what the Romans did with the Sobbin' women
Or Sabine women or whatever they called 'em
Ain't them Romans, they the ones I heard about settled up north o' here
No no, this was in olden days, this is history, this really happened
Tell ya 'bout them sobbin' women
Who lived in the Roman days
It seems that they all went swimmin'
While their men was off to graze
Well, a Roman troop was ridin' by
And saw them in their "me oh my",
So they took 'em all back home to dry
Least that's what Plutarch says
Oh yes!
Them a woman was sobbin', sobbin', sobbin'
Fit to be tied
Ev'ry muscle was throbbin', throbbin'
From that riotous ride
Oh they cried and kissed and kissed and cried
All over that Roman countryside
So don't forget that when you're takin' a bride
Sobbin' fit to be tied
From that riotous ride!
They never did return their plunder
The victor gets all the loot
They carried them home, by thunder,
To rotundas small but cute
And you've never seens so,
They tell me, such downright domesticity
With a Roman baby on each knee
Named "Claudius" and "Brute"
Oh yes!
Them a women was sobbin', sobbin', passin' them nights
While the Romans was goin' out hobbin', nobbin'
Startin' up fights
They kept occupied by sewin' lots of little old togas
For them tots and sayin' "someday women folk'll have rights!"
Passin' all o' them nights
Just sewin'!
While the Romans had fights
Now when their men folk went to fetch 'em
Them women would not be fetched
It seems the Romans ketch 'em
That their lady friends stay ketched
Now let this be because it's true,
A lesson to the likes of you,
Rough 'em up like them there Romans do
Or else they'll think you're tetched
Oh yes!
Them a women was sobbin', sobbin',
Sobbin' buckets of tears (*Mighty sad)
On account o' old dobbin',
Dobbin' really rattled their ears (*And that ain't all)
Oh they acted angry and annoyed
But secretly they was overjoyed
You might recall that when corralin' your streers
Oh, oh, oh, oh their poor little dears
Oh yes
Them a women was sobbin', sobbin', sobbin' weepin' a ton
Just remember what Robin, Robin, Robin Hood woulda done
We'll be just like them three merry men
And make 'em all merry once again
And though they'll be a sobbin' for a while
Oh yes!
We're gonna make them sobbin' women smile!