Beale Street Mama Lyrics
| Song | Beale Street Mama |
| Artist | Bessie Smith |
| Album | The Complete Recordings |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Robinson, Turk | |
| Minnie Neal down in Beale | |
| , gave her papa the air | |
| Left him cold, got him told, said she didn't care | |
| Poor Joe, her beau, looked just like he would die | |
| If you were near him, you would hear him, start his mournful cry | |
| Beale Street | |
| Papa, why don't you come back home | |
| It isn't proper to leave your mama all alone | |
| Sometimes I was cruel, that was true | |
| But papa you know mama never two-times | |
| You | |
| Ooh-ooh, I'm blue | |
| So how come you do me like you do, I'm crying | |
| Beale Street papa, don't mess around with me | |
| There's plenty of petting that I can get in Tennessee | |
| I still get my sweet cookies constantly | |
| But not the kind you serve to me | |
| So Beale Street papa, come back home | |
| So how come you do me like you do, I'm crying | |
| Beale Street papa, don't mess around with me | |
| There's plenty of petting that I can get in Tennessee | |
| I bought a rifle, razor and a knife, | |
| A postal card can't save my life | |
| So Beale Street papa, come back home |
| zuo ci : Robinson, Turk | |
| Minnie Neal down in Beale | |
| , gave her papa the air | |
| Left him cold, got him told, said she didn' t care | |
| Poor Joe, her beau, looked just like he would die | |
| If you were near him, you would hear him, start his mournful cry | |
| Beale Street | |
| Papa, why don' t you come back home | |
| It isn' t proper to leave your mama all alone | |
| Sometimes I was cruel, that was true | |
| But papa you know mama never twotimes | |
| You | |
| Oohooh, I' m blue | |
| So how come you do me like you do, I' m crying | |
| Beale Street papa, don' t mess around with me | |
| There' s plenty of petting that I can get in Tennessee | |
| I still get my sweet cookies constantly | |
| But not the kind you serve to me | |
| So Beale Street papa, come back home | |
| So how come you do me like you do, I' m crying | |
| Beale Street papa, don' t mess around with me | |
| There' s plenty of petting that I can get in Tennessee | |
| I bought a rifle, razor and a knife, | |
| A postal card can' t save my life | |
| So Beale Street papa, come back home |
| zuò cí : Robinson, Turk | |
| Minnie Neal down in Beale | |
| , gave her papa the air | |
| Left him cold, got him told, said she didn' t care | |
| Poor Joe, her beau, looked just like he would die | |
| If you were near him, you would hear him, start his mournful cry | |
| Beale Street | |
| Papa, why don' t you come back home | |
| It isn' t proper to leave your mama all alone | |
| Sometimes I was cruel, that was true | |
| But papa you know mama never twotimes | |
| You | |
| Oohooh, I' m blue | |
| So how come you do me like you do, I' m crying | |
| Beale Street papa, don' t mess around with me | |
| There' s plenty of petting that I can get in Tennessee | |
| I still get my sweet cookies constantly | |
| But not the kind you serve to me | |
| So Beale Street papa, come back home | |
| So how come you do me like you do, I' m crying | |
| Beale Street papa, don' t mess around with me | |
| There' s plenty of petting that I can get in Tennessee | |
| I bought a rifle, razor and a knife, | |
| A postal card can' t save my life | |
| So Beale Street papa, come back home |
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