Kokomo Arnold - Slop Jar Blues paroles de chanson

paroles de chanson Slop Jar Blues - Kokomo Arnold



Says I feel just like mama, throwing my slop jar in your face
Says I feel just like mama, throwing my slop jar in your face
Said you done lost your mind,
And let that old out‑minder take my place
Now I could cut your throat mama, and drink your blood like wine
Now I could cut your throat mama, and drink your blood like wine
Because you's a dirty old buzzard, and you sure done lost your mind
Mama here I am, right out in the cold again
Mama here I am, right out in the cold again
Says the woman that I'm loving, got brains just like a turkey hen
Says I'd rather be a catfish, down in the Gulf of Mexico
Says I'd rather be a catfish, down in the Gulf of Mexico
Than to hear the woman that I'm loving, say sweet papa I got to go
Then I cried, till my pillow got soaking wet
Then I cried, till my pillow got soaking wet
Says I walked all the way up Beale
Street, I bowed my head at every old gal I met




Kokomo Arnold - Kokomo Arnold, Vol. 1 (1930-1935)
Album Kokomo Arnold, Vol. 1 (1930-1935)
date de sortie
05-04-2005




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