Текст песни Jailhouse Blues - Ella Fitzgerald

This house is surely getting raided
Yes sir
Thirty days in jail
With my back turned to the wall
Thirty days in jail
With my back turned to the wall
Look here Mr. Jailkeeper
Put another gal in my stall
I don't mind being in jail
But I gotta stay there so long
I don't mind being in jail
But I gotta stay there so long
Every friend I had
Is done shook hands and gone
Better stop your man
From tickling me under my chin
Better stop your man
From tickling me under my chin
If he keeps on tickling
I'm gonna take him on in
Good morning blues
Blues how do you do?
Goodmorning blues
Blues how do you do?
I just came here to have a few words
Have a few words with you
When the blues first got on me
They poured like a shower of rain
When the blues first got on me
They poured like a shower of rain
And I cried on my honey
Ain't that a shame?
Going up to the country
I have and can't take you
Up to the country I have and can't take you
Nothing in the country
That a mocking man can do