Cab Calloway
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Blues In The Night
My momma done tol me
When I was in knee-pants
My momma
done tol me, Son,What did she tell you?
A woman gon sweet-talkYeah!
And
give you de glad-eyes,Ah, ahh..
But when that sweet-talk is done:Keep on a-
talkin.
A womans a two-faced
A worrisome thing
Wholl leave you to sing
the blues...The blues...
In the night.Yes, in the night.
Now the rains
a-fallin,
Hear the train a-callin -Oohee...
My momma done tol me.Oh...
Hey, that lonesome whistles
Blowin cross the trestle.Oohee...
My momma
done tol me.Hey, ahooee - ahooee!
A clickety-clackin
And echoin back at
the blues...
In the night.
The evenin breeze - The stars -
The trees
a-cryin and the moon
Ll hide it's light
When you get the blues
In the
night.Its really tough to get the blues in the night.
Take my word:
The
mockingbird
Sings the saddest kind of song;
He knows things are wrong -
And he's right.Yes, he's right to sing the blues in the night.
From Natchez
to Mobile;
From Memphis to St. Joe;
Wherever the four winds blow;They blow
everywhere!
I been in some big towns,Yeah!
And I done heard me some big
talk,Ahh,ahh...
But there's one thing I know:Keep a-talkin.
A womans
a-two-faced -
A worrisome thing
Wholl leave you to sing the blues...The
blues
In the night.Yes, in the night.
A woman will leave you singin the
blues.
I know she will -
My momma was right:
The blues in the night.
Minnie The Moocher
Folk's here's the story 'bout Minnie the Moocher
She was a
red hot hoochie coocher
She was the roughest, toughest frail
But Minnie
had a heart a big as a whale
(hidey-hi's!)
She messed around with a bloke named Smokey
She loved him,
though he was coke-y
He took her down to Chinatown
And he showed her how
to kick the gong around
(hidey-hi's!)
She had a dream about the King of Sweden
He gave her things
that she was needin'
Gave her a home built of gold and steel
A diamond
car, with the platinum wheels
(fast hidey-hi's!)
He gave her a townhouse and his racing horses
Each meal she
ate was a dozen courses
She had a million dollars worth of nickels and dimes
She sat around and counted them a million times
(hidey-hi's, one mo' 'gain!)
Poor min, poor min, poor min!
Somebody Stole My Gal
Somebody stole my gal,
Somebody stole my pal,
Somebody
came and took her away,
She didn't even say she was leavin',
Her kisses
I love so,
He's gettin' now I know...
And gee, I know that she,
Would come to me
If she could see,
Her broken hearted lonesome pal,
Somebody stole my gal!
The Hi De Ho Miracle Man
I'm the Hi-De-Ho Miracle Man,
I can really do wonders, I
can,
If you've got the misery,
Bring your misery to me,
I'm that
Hi-De-Ho Miracle Man!
I'm the Hi-De-Ho Miracle Man,
I do things on a miracle
plan,
If the blues are hangin' 'round,
And the devil's got you down,
See the Hi-De-Ho Miracle Man!
Hi-de-hi!
Ho-oh-oh-oh!
Sister Green came to me for my love recipe,
Said she'd
heard about my miracle plan,
Sister Green is now okay,
Takes a treatment
everyday,
From the Hi-De-Ho Miracle Man!
He's the Hi-De-Ho Miracle Man!
Hi-de-hi-de-hi-de-hi!
Ho-lo-lo-lo!
Brother Jones lived in sin,
He couldn't stop drinking gin,
And he heeded my miracle plan,
Now he brings his gin to me,
I get
drunk instead, you see,
I'm the Hi-De-Ho Miracle Man!
He's the Hi-De-Ho Miracle Man!
Hi-de-hi-de-hi-de-hi!
Ho-oh-oh-oh!
Yesterday, you know, I got a line
From good old Father
Divine,
He was jealous of my good miracle plan;
You know, I was cuttin'
in, you see,
Now, we're partners, him and me,
I'm the Hi-De-Ho Miracle
Man!
Yowza!
He's the Hi-De-Ho Miracle Man!
I'm the Hi-
I'm the Ho-
I'm the Hi-De-Ho Miracle Man!
St. Louis Blues
I hate to see that evening sun go down,
I hate to see that
evening sun go down,
'Cause my lovin' baby done left this town.
If I feel tomorrow, like I feel today,
If I feel tomorrow,
like I feel today,
I'm gonna pack my trunk and make my getaway.
Oh, that St. Louis woman, with her diamond rings,
She
pulls my man around by her apron strings.
And if it wasn't for powder and
her store-bought hair,
Oh, that man of mine wouldn't go nowhere.
I got those St. Louis blues, just as blue as I can be,
Oh,
my man's got a heart like a rock cast in the sea,
Or else he wouldn't have
gone so far from me.
I love my man like a schoolboy loves his pie,
Like a
Kentucky colonel loves his rocker and rye
I'll love my man until the day I
die, Lord, Lord.
I got the St. Louis blues, just as blue as I can be, Lord,
Lord!
That man's got a heart like a rock cast in the sea,
Or else he
wouldn't have gone so far from me.
I got those St. Louis blues, I got the blues, I got the blues,
I got the blues,
My man's got a heart like a rock cast in the sea,
Or
else he wouldn't have gone so far from me, Lord, Lord!
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László Zoltán 2013
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