Текст песни Cemetery Blues - Bessie Smith
Folks,
I
know
a
gal
named
Cemetary
Lize
Down
in
Tennessee
She
has
got
a
pair
of
mean
old
graveyard
eyes
Full
of
misery
Every
night
and
day
You
can
hear
her
sing
her
blues
away
I'm
going
down
to
the
cemetary
'Cause
the
world
is
all
wrong
I'm
going
down
to
the
cemetary
'Cause
the
world
is
all
wrong
Down
there
with
the
spooks
to
hear
'em
sing
my
sorrow
song
Got
a
date
to
see
a
ghost
By
the
name
of
Jones
Got
a
date
to
see
a
ghost
By
the
name
of
Jones
Makes
me
feel
happy
to
hear
him
rattle
his
bones
He's
one
man
I
always
know
just
where
to
find
He's
one
man
I
always
know
just
where
to
find
When
you
want
true
lovin',
go
and
get
the
cemetary
kind
He
ain't
no
fine
dresser
He
don't
wear
nothin'
but
a
sack
Yeah,
he
ain't
no
fine
dresser
He
don't
wear
nothin'
but
a
sack
Everytime
he
kisses
me,
that
funny
feeling
creeps
up
my
back
1 Mistreating Daddy
2 Jail-House Blues
3 St. Louis Gal
4 Sam Jones' Blues
5 Graveyard Dream Blues
6 Cemetery Blues
7 Far Away Blues
8 I'm Going Back to My Used to Be
9 Whoa, Tillie, Take Your Time
10 My Sweetie Went Away
11 Any Woman's Blues
12 Chicago Bound Blues
13 Frosty Morning Blues
14 Haunted House Blues
15 Eavesdropper's Blues
16 Easy Come, Easy Go Blues
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