歌曲 | Beale Street Mama |
歌手 | Bessie Smith |
专辑 | The Complete Recordings |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Robinson, Turk | |
Minnie Neal down in Beale | |
, gave her papa the air | |
Left him cold, got him told, said she didn't care | |
Poor Joe, her beau, looked just like he would die | |
If you were near him, you would hear him, start his mournful cry | |
Beale Street | |
Papa, why don't you come back home | |
It isn't proper to leave your mama all alone | |
Sometimes I was cruel, that was true | |
But papa you know mama never two-times | |
You | |
Ooh-ooh, I'm blue | |
So how come you do me like you do, I'm crying | |
Beale Street papa, don't mess around with me | |
There's plenty of petting that I can get in Tennessee | |
I still get my sweet cookies constantly | |
But not the kind you serve to me | |
So Beale Street papa, come back home | |
So how come you do me like you do, I'm crying | |
Beale Street papa, don't mess around with me | |
There's plenty of petting that I can get in Tennessee | |
I bought a rifle, razor and a knife, | |
A postal card can't save my life | |
So Beale Street papa, come back home |
zuo ci : Robinson, Turk | |
Minnie Neal down in Beale | |
, gave her papa the air | |
Left him cold, got him told, said she didn' t care | |
Poor Joe, her beau, looked just like he would die | |
If you were near him, you would hear him, start his mournful cry | |
Beale Street | |
Papa, why don' t you come back home | |
It isn' t proper to leave your mama all alone | |
Sometimes I was cruel, that was true | |
But papa you know mama never twotimes | |
You | |
Oohooh, I' m blue | |
So how come you do me like you do, I' m crying | |
Beale Street papa, don' t mess around with me | |
There' s plenty of petting that I can get in Tennessee | |
I still get my sweet cookies constantly | |
But not the kind you serve to me | |
So Beale Street papa, come back home | |
So how come you do me like you do, I' m crying | |
Beale Street papa, don' t mess around with me | |
There' s plenty of petting that I can get in Tennessee | |
I bought a rifle, razor and a knife, | |
A postal card can' t save my life | |
So Beale Street papa, come back home |
zuò cí : Robinson, Turk | |
Minnie Neal down in Beale | |
, gave her papa the air | |
Left him cold, got him told, said she didn' t care | |
Poor Joe, her beau, looked just like he would die | |
If you were near him, you would hear him, start his mournful cry | |
Beale Street | |
Papa, why don' t you come back home | |
It isn' t proper to leave your mama all alone | |
Sometimes I was cruel, that was true | |
But papa you know mama never twotimes | |
You | |
Oohooh, I' m blue | |
So how come you do me like you do, I' m crying | |
Beale Street papa, don' t mess around with me | |
There' s plenty of petting that I can get in Tennessee | |
I still get my sweet cookies constantly | |
But not the kind you serve to me | |
So Beale Street papa, come back home | |
So how come you do me like you do, I' m crying | |
Beale Street papa, don' t mess around with me | |
There' s plenty of petting that I can get in Tennessee | |
I bought a rifle, razor and a knife, | |
A postal card can' t save my life | |
So Beale Street papa, come back home |