Southern Can Mama (Remaster)-Blind Willie McTell

歌手 : Blind Willie McTell
语种 : 英语
时长 : 02:53

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TXT Southern Can Mama (Remaster)-Blind Willie McTell 文本歌词

Southern Can Mama (Remaster) - Blind Willie McTell
Now looka here mama let me tell you this
If you wants to get crooked I'm gonna give you my fist
You might read from Revelations back to Genesee
But if you get crooked your southern can belongs to me
Ain't no need you bringing no jive to me
'Cause your southern can is mine
In the morning your southern can belongs to me
Might go uptown have me arrested and have me put in jail
Some hotshot got money come and throw my bail
Soon as I get out hit the ground
Your southern can worth two dollar half a pound
Ain't no need of bringing no stuff to me
'Cause your southern can is mine
I'm three man your southern can belongs to me
You might take it from the south you might carry it up north
But understand you can't rule or either be my boss
Take it from the east hide it in the west
When I get it mama your can won't see no rest
Ain't no need of bringing no stuff to me
'Cause your southern can is mine
Turn you body
Your southern can belongs to me
Ah ashes to ashes mama and sin to sin
Every time I hit you you'll think I've got a dozen hands
Give you a punch through that barbwire fence
Every time I hit you you'll say I've got no sense
Ain't no need of bringing no stuff to me
'Cause your southern can is mine
Until now
Southern can belongs to me
Look you women don't get hart
Get me a brick out of my backyard
Ain't no need of bringing no jive
'Cause your southern can is mine
Not dreamen
Southern can belongs to me
Now if I catch your mama down in the heart of town
Take me a bran-new brick and tear your can on down
Ain't no need you bringing no stuff to me
Your southern can deman to the na
Your southern can belongs to me
I miss you can't boy
You may be deathbed sick
And graveyard bound
I'll make your can moan like a hound
Ain't no need you bringing no stuff to me
Because your southern can is mine
Southern can belongs to me
You got to stop your barking and raising the deuce
I'll grab you mama and turn every way but loose
Ain't no need of bringing no jive to me
Your southern can belongs to me
Southern can belongs to me