Song | Lucy Mae Blues |
Artist | Buddy Guy |
Album | Blues Singer |
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作词 : Sims | |
My Sunday woman bring the daily news | |
My Monday woman bring me socks and shoes | |
But I let my good gal get you | |
And I ain't no telling what my Lucy Mae do | |
My Tuesday woman like that pocket change | |
That Wednesday woman want the same damn thing | |
But I let my good gal catch you | |
And I ain't no telling what my Lucy Mae do | |
That Thursday woman knock upon my door | |
That Friday woman man, sure got to go | |
But I let my good gal catch you | |
And I ain't no telling what my Lucy Mae do | |
My Saturday woman totes a Gatling gun | |
'Cause if you stand she shoot you for you run | |
But I let my good gal catch you | |
And I ain't no telling what my Lucy Mae do | |
Listen | |
Ain't no telling what my Lucy Mae do | |
Ain't no telling what my Lucy Mae do | |
Ain't no telling what my Lucy Mae do |
zuo ci : Sims | |
My Sunday woman bring the daily news | |
My Monday woman bring me socks and shoes | |
But I let my good gal get you | |
And I ain' t no telling what my Lucy Mae do | |
My Tuesday woman like that pocket change | |
That Wednesday woman want the same damn thing | |
But I let my good gal catch you | |
And I ain' t no telling what my Lucy Mae do | |
That Thursday woman knock upon my door | |
That Friday woman man, sure got to go | |
But I let my good gal catch you | |
And I ain' t no telling what my Lucy Mae do | |
My Saturday woman totes a Gatling gun | |
' Cause if you stand she shoot you for you run | |
But I let my good gal catch you | |
And I ain' t no telling what my Lucy Mae do | |
Listen | |
Ain' t no telling what my Lucy Mae do | |
Ain' t no telling what my Lucy Mae do | |
Ain' t no telling what my Lucy Mae do |
zuò cí : Sims | |
My Sunday woman bring the daily news | |
My Monday woman bring me socks and shoes | |
But I let my good gal get you | |
And I ain' t no telling what my Lucy Mae do | |
My Tuesday woman like that pocket change | |
That Wednesday woman want the same damn thing | |
But I let my good gal catch you | |
And I ain' t no telling what my Lucy Mae do | |
That Thursday woman knock upon my door | |
That Friday woman man, sure got to go | |
But I let my good gal catch you | |
And I ain' t no telling what my Lucy Mae do | |
My Saturday woman totes a Gatling gun | |
' Cause if you stand she shoot you for you run | |
But I let my good gal catch you | |
And I ain' t no telling what my Lucy Mae do | |
Listen | |
Ain' t no telling what my Lucy Mae do | |
Ain' t no telling what my Lucy Mae do | |
Ain' t no telling what my Lucy Mae do |