back home to you I'm a comin' back home to you Well you better realize if the creeks don't rise I'm a comin' back home to you [ piano - steel ] Well round and round
days Mondays through Saturdays Sundays we danced like there's no tomorrow Duke (Ellington) played piano in Storyville We sang the Blues round midnight
wild Sonny Liston says it The pimp and the gimp And the guy with the limp I'm on fire Oh yeah, babe, I'm on fire Well the blind piano tuner says it
it The wild sonny liston says it The pimp and the gimp And the guy with the limp says Babe, I'm on fire Babe, I'm on fire The blind piano tuner says
my knees And roll my stockings down And all that jazz Start the car I know a whoopee spot Where the gin is cold But the piano's hot It's just a noisy
Stop all the clocks, cut of the telephone Prevent the dog from barking with a juicy bone Silence the pianos and with a muffled drum Bring out the coffin
died Who'll be the first to speak The piano was upright Attendance was uptight Countin' the days of the week But 'round about midnight Your comments
insert) Album: Robert Lee McCoy Bluebird Recordings 1937-1938 Bluebird RCA #67146-2 Transcriber: Awcantor@aol.com I'll get the blues 'round about midnight
wild Sonny Liston says it The pimp and the gimp And the guy with the limp says Babe, I?m on fire Babe, I?m on fire The blind piano tuner says it
