South-Bob Wills & His Texas Playboys

歌手 : Bob Wills & His Texas Playboys

专辑 : Texas Swing With Band - [The Dave Cash Collection]

语种 : 英语

时长 : 03:41

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TXT South-Bob Wills & His Texas Playboys 文本歌词

South - Bob Wills & His Texas Playboys

Won't you come with me to Alabamy?

Let's go see my dear old Mammy

She's fryin' eggs and boiling hammy

That's what I like about the South

Now there you can make no mistakey

Where those nerves are never shaky

Ought to taste her layer, cakey

That's what I like about the South

She's got baked ribs and candied yams

Those sugar-cured Virginia hams

Basement full of those berry jams

An' that's what I like about the South

Hot corn bread, black eyed peas

You can eat as much as you please

'Cause it's never out of season

That's what I like about the South

Ah, don't take one, have two

There's dark brown and chocolate too

Suits me, they must suit you

'Cause that's what I like about the South

Well it's way, way down where the cane grows tall

Down where they say, "Y'all"

Walk on in with that Southern drawl

'Cause that's what I like about the South

Down where they have those pretty queens

Keep a-dreamin' those dreamy dreams

Well let's sip that absinthe in New Orleans

That's what I like about the South

Here come old Bob with all the news

Got the box back coat with button shoes

But he's all caught up with his union dues

An' that's what I like about the South

Here come old Roy down the street

Ho, can't you hear those tappin' feet

He would rather sleep than eat

An' that's what I like about the South

Now every time I pass your door

You act like you don't want me no more

Why don't you shake that head and sigh

And I'll go walkin' by

On, on, on and on and on

Honey, when you tell me that you love me

Then how come you close your eyes

Did I tell you 'bout the place called doo wah, diddy

It ain't no town and it ain't no city

It's just awful small, but awful pretty

That's doo wah, diddy

Well I didn't come here to criticize

I'm not here to sympathize

But don't tell me those no-good lies

That a lyin' gal like you can devise

You love me like I love you

Send me fifty P D Q

Roses are red and violets are pink

If I don't get all fifty, I don't show

She's got backbones and turnip greens

Ham hocks and butter beans

You, me and New Orleans

An' that's what I like about the South