The Beauty of The Blues (1996) by Various Artists (보컬) on maniadb.com

If your man get personal, want you to have your fun
If your man get personal, want you to have your fun
Best come on back to Friars Point1, mama, and barrelhouse all night long

I got women's in Vicksburg, clean on into Tennessee
I got women's in Vicksburg, clean on into Tennessee
But my Friars Point1 rider, now, hops all over me

I ain't gon' to state no color but her, front teeth crowned with gold
I ain't gon' to state no color but her, front teeth is crowned with gold
She got a mortgage on my body, now, and a lien2 on my soul

Lord, I'm goin' to Rosedale3, gon' take my rider by my side
Lord, I'm goin' to Rosedale3, gon' take my rider by my side
We can still barrelhouse baby, on the riverside

Now you can squeeze my lemon 'til the juice run down my...
(spoken: 'til the juice rune down my leg, baby, you know what I'm talkin' about)
You can squeeze my lemon 'til the juice run down my leg
(spoken: That's what I'm talkin' 'bout, now)
But I'm goin' back to Friars Point1, if I be rockin'to my head

There ain't nothing I can do, or nothing I can say
That folks don't criticize me
But I'm goin' to, do just as I want to anyway
And don't care if they all despise meIf I should take a notion
To jump into the ocean
'T ain't nobody's bizness if I do, do, do doIf I go to church on Sunday
Sing the shimmy down on Monday
Ain't nobody's bizness if I do, if I doIf my friend ain't got no money
And I say "take all mine, honey"
'T ain't nobody's bizness if I do, do, do doIf I give him my last nickel
And it leaves me in a pickle
'T ain't nobody's bizness if I do, if I doThere are _________________ would hit me
Since _______________up and quit me
'T ain't nobody's bizness if I do, do, do doI swear I won't call no copper
If I'm beat up by my poppa
'T ain't nobody's bizness if I do, if I do

You don't know my, don't know me,
You don't know my mind, hey daddy,
You don't know me, you don't know my mind,
When you see me laughin',
I'm laughin' just to keep from cryin'.

You don't know my, don't know me,
You don't know my way, hey papa,
You don't know me, you don't know my way,
When I say get out of here,
Maybe that's just the time to stay.

You don't know my, don't know me,
You don't know my name, hey, hey,
You just don't know me, you don't know my name,
When I say I'm comin',
I may be leaving just the same.

You don't know my, don't know me,
You don't know my way,
You don't know me, you just don't know my way,
Hey I say come tomorrow,
Maybe I mean today.

Oh, you don't know my, don't know me,
And you never will, hey daddy,
You don't know me and you never will,
If you bother me, you know,
You gonna get somebody killed.

Oh, you don't know me, you don't know me,
Don't care if you do, hey papa,
You don't know me, I don't care if you do,
I can do what I want to,
And I never made a fool of you.

Oh you don't know me, you don't know me,
Don't know me at all, hey daddy,
You don't know me, you don't know me at all,
When I say take it easy,
Maybe that's not the time to stall.

Oh you don't know me, you don't know me,
You don't know my mind,
You don't know me, you don't know my mind,
When you see me laughin',
Maybe I'm laughin' to keep from cryin'.

I hate to see de evenin' sun go down,
Hate to see de evenin' sun go down
'Cause ma baby, he done lef' dis town.
Feelin' tomorrow like I feel today,
Feel tomorrow like I feel today,
I'll pack my trunk, make ma git away.

Saint Louis woman wid her diamon' rings
Pulls dat man 'roun' by her apron strings.
'Twant for powder an' for store-bought hair,
De man ah love would not gone nowhere, nowhere.
Got de Saint Louis Blues jes as blue as ah can be.
That man got a heart lak a rock cast in the sea.

Or else he wouldn't have gone so far from me. Doggone it!
I loves day man lak a schoolboy loves his pie,
Lak a Kentucky Col'nel loves his mint an' rye.
I'll love ma baby till the day ah die.

Been to de gypsy to get ma fortune tole,
To de gypsy, done got ma fortune tole,
Cause I'm most wile 'bout ma Jelly Roll.
Gypsy done tole me, "Don't you wear no black."
Yes, she done told me, "Don't you wear no black.

Go to Saint Louis, you can win him back."
Help me to Cairo, make Saint Louis by maself,
Git to Cairo, find ma old friend Jeff,
Gwine to pin maself close to his side;
If ah flag his train, I sho' can ride.
Got de Saint Louis Blues jes as blue as ah can be.
That man got a heart lak a rock cast in the sea.

Or else he wouldn't have gone so far from me. Doggone it!
I loves day man lak a schoolboy loves his pie,
Lak a Kentucky Colonel loves his mint an' rye.
I'll love ma baby till the day I die.

You ought to see dat stovepipe brown of mine,
Lak he owns de Dimon' Joseph line,
He'd make a cross-eyed o'man go stone blin'.
Blacker than midnight, teeth lak flags of truce,
Blackest man in de whole of Saint Louis,
Blacker de berry, sweeter am de juice.
About a crap game, he knows a pow'ful lot,
But when worktime comes, he's on de dot.
Gwine to ask him for a cold ten-spot,
What it takes to git it, he's cert'nly got.

Got de Saint Louis Blues jes as blue as ah can be.
Dat man got a heart lak a rock cast in the sea.
Or else he wouldn't have gone so far from me. Doggone it!
I loves day man lak a schoolboy loves his pie,
Lak a Kentucky Col'nel loves his mint an' rye.
I'll love ma baby till the day ah die.

A black-headed gal makes a freight train jump the track, said a black-headed
Gal makes a freight train jump the track,
But a long tall gal makes a preacher ball the jack.

Lawd, a blonde-headed woman makes a good man leave the town, I said
Blonde-headed woman makes a good man leave the town,
But a red-headed woman makes a boy slap his papa down.

Oh, ashes to ashes and dust to dust, I said ashes to ashes and dust to dust,
If my blues don't get you, my jazzing must.