paroles de chanson Black Cadillac ('59) - Joyce Green

I caught ya cheatin′
And runnin' ′round!
Now I'm gonna put you in a
Hole in the ground!
I'm gonna ride to your funeral,
Baby, in a black cadillac!
Oh you think you are,
Oh baby but you can′t come back!
Now I′m gonna bump ya off,
Go'n tell ya the reason why.
You worth more me dead daddy,
Oh than you is alive!
I′m gonna ride to your funeral,
Baby, in a black cadillac!
Oh you think you are,
Oh baby but you can't come back!
I′m gonna buy me a pistol,
A great big '45!
I′m gonna bring ya back baby,
Oh dead not alive!
I'm gonna ride to your funeral,
Baby, in a black cadillac!
Oh you think you are,
Oh baby but you can't come back!
I′ve got a black cadillac,
To drive ya to your grave!
I′m gonna be there baby,
Throw that mud in your face!
I'm gonna ride to your funeral,
Baby, in a black cadillac!
Oh you think you are,
Oh baby but you can′t come back!
I've got a black mink coat,
A diamond ring on my hand.
I′m gonna put you underground,
I'll find myself another man!
I′m gonna ride to your funeral,
Baby, in a black cadillac!
Oh you think you are,
Oh baby but you can't come back!