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Last night, night before,
Twenty-four robbers came to my door.
Opened the door and let them in,
I hit ′em in the head with a bottle of gin
Just can't, understand,
Twenty-four robbers fighting one man.
One of them took the silverware,
It wasn′t very good, so I really don't care.
I'm gonna warn you (warn you)
I′ll tell you what to do (what to do)
You′d better lock your door (lock your door)
Cause the robbermen might come back again
I can't sleep, anymore,
Put a big chair right by my front door.
Got a shotgun and stood it there,
To keep the robbers out of my hair.
Hit the road!



Авторы: James Young, Ted Buckner


Fats Waller - The Very Best of Fats Waller
Альбом The Very Best of Fats Waller
дата релиза
09-07-2012

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2   Ain't Misbehavin'
3   It's a Sin to Tell a Lie
4   I've Got a Feeling I'm Falling
5   Your Feet's Too Big
6   Sugar
7   That's What The Well-Dressed Man In Harlem Will Wear
8   Stop Pretending
9   Oooh! Look-A There, Ain't She Pretty?
10   Alligator Crawl
11   Little Curly Hair In A High Chair
12   The Joint is Jumpin'
13   Old Grand Dad
14   The Curse of an Aching Heart
15   Bond Street
16   African Ripples
17   Keepin' Out of Mischief Now
18   Smarty
19   There's Honey On the Moon Tonight
20   Shortnin' Bread
21   Loveless Love
22   Hog Maw Stomp
23   Valentine Stomp
24   Everybody Loves My Baby
25   Viper's Drag
26   Pantin' In The Panther Room
27   Rump Steak Serenade
28   Twelth Street Rag
29   Handful of Keys
30   You Rascal You
31   Twenty-Four Robbers
32   Soothin' Syrup Stomp
33   Anita
34   Suitcase Susie
35   Fair and Square
36   You Meet the Nicest People in Your Dreams




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