Текст песни I'm A-Telling You - Jerry Butler

I'm a telling you
I'm a telling you
I'm a telling you
I'm a telling you
i got up
go to work
i try real hard to do my job
but before the day is gone
I found out I've done
something wrong
I'm a telling you
I'm a telling you
I'm a telling you
I'm a telling you
days a gets longer
and my
nights a gets shorter
and my way a gets darker
and my
words get harder
now when i get along
the wife is mad
the little girl
she's feeling bad
little junior he's got the blues
says he needs a pair of
baseball-shoes
I'm a telling you
I'm a telling you
I'm a telling you
I'm a telling you
days a get longer
and my nights a get shorter
and my way gets darker
and my work gets harder
now everything
that i do
I'm trying to make one
dream come true
and maybe someday lord I'll find
satisfaction and piece of mind
I'm a telling you
I'm a telling you
I'm a telling you
I'm a telling you
and my nights a get shorter
and my way gets darker
and my work gets harder
now ooohoooohh.