paroles de chanson Milk Cow Blues - Bob Wills & His Texas Playboys

Ooh, brother Jordie let's fiddle now, let's fiddle
Ooh, now

Come in Tommy

Well, I woke up this mornin' (yes, yes) and I looked outdoors (outside, you mean)
I could tell my milk cow
I could tell by the way she lowed (tell me more)
If you see my milk cow, oo, drive her on home (gets low on milk)
I ain't had no milk and butter, oo
Since my cow's been gone (what's this word, "butter" I never heard of it, before, uh-huh?)

Well, you gotta treat me right (yes, yes) day by day
Get out your little prayer book
Get down upon your knees and pray
'Cause you're gonna need
You're gonna need my help someday (talk on, boy, I'm right with you now, right with you)
Yeah, you're goin' to be sorry, oo-oo, you treated me this way (yes, come in brother Bernard)

Ladies and gentlemen, that is Junior Bernard and his standard guitar

Yes
That is two more payments and it'll be his
Ooh
Oh, yes

Well, good evenin' (well, hello there boy) don't that sun look good goin' down?
Well, good evenin', don't that sun look good goin' down? (Yes, yes)
Don't your home look lonesome when your lover ain't around? (Yes, yes)

Now, I've tried everythin', baby, to get along with you (are you sure?)
And now I'm gonna tell you what I'm gonna do (uh-huh?)
I'm gonna stop cryin', gonna leave you alone (how you know?)
If you don't think I'm leavin'
You can count the days I'm gone 'cause ain't gonna see (count up to ten and hold your temper!)
Ain't gonna need my help someday
Oh
Yeah, you're goin' to be sorry, oo-oo you treated me this way

"Milk Cow Blues"