Cab Calloway - Little town gal

Tekst :

You re just a little town gal,
Don t you go to the city,
The buildings are tall
And the folks got no pity,
There ll be no one there you know just to say hello,
Little town gal.

Folks don t care
If you re blue or unhappy,
That s when you ll miss
Your maw and your pappy!
You ll be wearing out your shoes with a case of blues,
Little town gal.

And when you wake up in the morning,
How you ll miss the sights that used to greet your eyes,
Oh, of the country you were born in,
You ll miss those southern sunny skies.

You re just a little town gal,
Don t you go to the city,
Stay home with your folks
And you ll be sitting mighty pretty,
So listen here to me and be proud to be
A little town gal.

Inne utwory

  • Are you all reet
  • My Coo-coo bird could swing
  • The scat song
  • Happy feet
  • San Francisco fan
  • Corinne Corinna
  • Somebody stole my gal
  • St. James infirmary
  • Sweet Jenny Lee
  • Angeline
  • Some of these days
  • Minnie the moocher
  • So sweet
  • Hey, doc
  • Gotta darn good reason now
  • St. Louis blues
  • Emaline
  • Chinese rhythm
  • Jitter bug
  • Losowe utwory

    The way we operate

    Take your time
    Take it slow
    You ve got to hold on to what you know
    Breathe in now and let it go
    If you live too fast you ll find
    Your whole life has passed you by
    And my whole world is upside down
    I need to get my feet back on the ground

    This the way...

    Alibis

    This has got to stop
    I am not gonna put up with this any more
    So tell me what s your excuse this time
    No never mind I don t wanna hear it

    So many times you pushed me aside
    I m getting sick and tired of your alibis

    Trigger hippie

    Tune in, drop out of love,
    Pull the trigger, I m a hippie,
    So said a truth, and blood,
    Alive and well,
    You push the buttons.
    Standing in line of fire,

    For the whole,
    My soul,
    Step codes,
    The drums,
    And sing,

    Love the children,
    Learn tol ive...

    You

    If only you were a healer
    You could cure me of all my ills
    And if you were the kind
    To take care of my mind
    You d be sure that my cup was filled

    But you re only the greatest lady
    And...

    Over here

    (feat Dj Drama)

    Yea hit me wit the snares Fresh
    Just the snares fresh
    I like the snares Fresh
    Ima ride the snares all the way throught this thing right here man
    Im sexy Weezy baby
    Test once again what up
    This is what they call me bitch

    Eagle Eagle Carter Man
    In a 96 Regal contraband
    On my way...