Song | Statesboro Blues |
Artist | The Allman Brothers Band |
Album | One Way Out [live] |
作曲 : Blind Willie McTell | |
作词 : Blind Willie McTell | |
Wake up momma, turn your lamp down low. | |
You got no nerve baby, to turn uncle john from your door. | |
I woke up this morning, i had them statesboro blues, | |
I woke up this morning, had them statesboro blues. | |
Well, i looked over in the corner, and grandpa seemed to have them too. | |
Well my momma died and left me, | |
My poppa died and left me, | |
I ain't good looking baby, | |
Want someone sweet and kind. | |
I'm goin' to the country, baby do you wanna go? | |
But if you can't make it baby, your sister lucille said she wanna go. | |
(and i sure will take her). | |
I love that woman, better than any woman i've ever seen; | |
Well, i love that woman, better than any woman i've ever seen. | |
Well, now, she treat me like a king, yeah, yeah, yeah, | |
I treat her like a dog gone queen. | |
Wake up momma, turn your lamp down low. | |
Wake up momma, turn your lamp down low. | |
You got no nerve babe, to turn uncle john from your door. |
zuò qǔ : Blind Willie McTell | |
zuò cí : Blind Willie McTell | |
Wake up momma, turn your lamp down low. | |
You got no nerve baby, to turn uncle john from your door. | |
I woke up this morning, i had them statesboro blues, | |
I woke up this morning, had them statesboro blues. | |
Well, i looked over in the corner, and grandpa seemed to have them too. | |
Well my momma died and left me, | |
My poppa died and left me, | |
I ain' t good looking baby, | |
Want someone sweet and kind. | |
I' m goin' to the country, baby do you wanna go? | |
But if you can' t make it baby, your sister lucille said she wanna go. | |
and i sure will take her. | |
I love that woman, better than any woman i' ve ever seen | |
Well, i love that woman, better than any woman i' ve ever seen. | |
Well, now, she treat me like a king, yeah, yeah, yeah, | |
I treat her like a dog gone queen. | |
Wake up momma, turn your lamp down low. | |
Wake up momma, turn your lamp down low. | |
You got no nerve babe, to turn uncle john from your door. |