歌曲 | Ain't Nothing To Me |
歌手 | Johnny Winter |
专辑 | Still Alive And Well |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Dunbar | |
Take your drink to the end of the bar buddy | |
Come on, now don't be a fool | |
I'd rather have the hot seat in | |
Sing-Sing prison | |
Than to sit down by her on that stool | |
What's that you say? | |
Well I guess, you're right | |
Ain't nothing to me | |
See that man, she belongs to him buddy | |
Drink up and leave while you can | |
I can tell by the way, he looks at you buddy | |
He sure a quick tempered jealous man | |
What's that you say? | |
Well I guess, you're right | |
It ain't nothing to me | |
Ain't nothing to me | |
There you are stretched out on the floor buddy | |
You see, what you made him do | |
They're comin' to take him to the jail buddy | |
And tomorrow someone will bury you | |
Ah well, that's life | |
Ah at least it was | |
It ain't nothing to me | |
Ain't nothing to me | |
Ain't nothing to me, yeah | |
Ain't nothing to me |
zuo ci : Dunbar | |
Take your drink to the end of the bar buddy | |
Come on, now don' t be a fool | |
I' d rather have the hot seat in | |
SingSing prison | |
Than to sit down by her on that stool | |
What' s that you say? | |
Well I guess, you' re right | |
Ain' t nothing to me | |
See that man, she belongs to him buddy | |
Drink up and leave while you can | |
I can tell by the way, he looks at you buddy | |
He sure a quick tempered jealous man | |
What' s that you say? | |
Well I guess, you' re right | |
It ain' t nothing to me | |
Ain' t nothing to me | |
There you are stretched out on the floor buddy | |
You see, what you made him do | |
They' re comin' to take him to the jail buddy | |
And tomorrow someone will bury you | |
Ah well, that' s life | |
Ah at least it was | |
It ain' t nothing to me | |
Ain' t nothing to me | |
Ain' t nothing to me, yeah | |
Ain' t nothing to me |
zuò cí : Dunbar | |
Take your drink to the end of the bar buddy | |
Come on, now don' t be a fool | |
I' d rather have the hot seat in | |
SingSing prison | |
Than to sit down by her on that stool | |
What' s that you say? | |
Well I guess, you' re right | |
Ain' t nothing to me | |
See that man, she belongs to him buddy | |
Drink up and leave while you can | |
I can tell by the way, he looks at you buddy | |
He sure a quick tempered jealous man | |
What' s that you say? | |
Well I guess, you' re right | |
It ain' t nothing to me | |
Ain' t nothing to me | |
There you are stretched out on the floor buddy | |
You see, what you made him do | |
They' re comin' to take him to the jail buddy | |
And tomorrow someone will bury you | |
Ah well, that' s life | |
Ah at least it was | |
It ain' t nothing to me | |
Ain' t nothing to me | |
Ain' t nothing to me, yeah | |
Ain' t nothing to me |