paroles de chanson Joe Williams Blues - Ella Fitzgerald

I got a guy who lives upon Big Hill
I got a guy who lives upon Big Hill
He swear he's gonna quit me
But I love him still

He got eyes like diamonds
Teeth shining like yellow gold Fort Knox
Eyes like diamonds, teeth shine like yellow gold
When he starts in loving me, whoa
He satisfies my soul
Baby you're good looking
But you gonna die someday
Yes, you good looking
But you gonna die someday
Give me a little lovin'
Before you send me away
But I'm gone away
And leave you by yourself
Gone away, gone away
And leave you by yourself

You mistreated me, baby
Now you can go and mistreat somebody else
Joe William's, while he's blue
With camp basis band
Joe William trap this song
With camp basis band
He's singing, he's swinging his blues singer in land

But he says: "Well, oh well, oh well, oh well"
Well, oh well, oh well, oh well
Well, oh well, oh well, oh well
Well, oh well, oh well, oh well
Well, oh well, oh well, oh well
Well, oh well, oh well, oh well
Well, oh well, oh well, oh well
Well, oh well, oh well, oh well
Well I know he said, "Bye bye, baby bye bye"

Early in the morning
When the sun goes down
I ain't got nothing, wanna leave this town
I wanna get, I wanna split
I wanna get, I wanna split
I wanna get, I wanna get, I wanna get
Get, get, get, get out of this town
I left my truth on Blueberry Hill
I ain't mad at you
So don't be mad at me
I ain't mad at you
So don't be mad at me

Nobody sing the blues like Dinah Washington
Yeah
Nobody sing the blues like Dinah Washington
Oh, she knows just how they should be sung
Well alright, ok you win
'Cause I'm in love with you
But alright, ok you win

Tell me what can I do?
Any little song you want
We'll try to whale for you
Well facing this evening, we've tried to sing a song
Last thing this evening dancing
Gonna swing, gonna tag along
Well alright, ok you win

Volare, oh oh oh
Cantare, oh oh oh
Let's fly, let's fly, let's fly
Let's fly, let's fly, let's fly
You give me... fever
Fever in morning, fever in the night
Fever all through the morning and night
Fever in morning, fever in the night
Fever all through the morning and the night
You give me fever

Won't you come home, Bill Bailey? Won't you come home?
Won't you come home, Bill Bailey? Won't you come home?
Won't you come on? Come on, home Bill