YOU`RE JUST A NO ACCOUNT — текст песни (Billie Holiday)

S. Cahn / S. Chaplin

You`re just a no account
You never will amount to nothin` at all
When there is work to do and someone yells for you
You don`t hear them call
The Good Lord set aside his Sundays
For folks to rest
More that one day`s rest is wrong
You start restin` Sunday and rest so hard
You`re tired the whole week long
You`re just a no account
You never will amount to nothin` at all

I just can`t figure how each time you milk the cow
The tit gets so small
We got machines to do your work for you
But you won`t press the button on the wall
You`re just a no account
You never will amount to nothin` at all

You`re just a no account
You never will amount to nothin`al all
I just can`t figure how each time you milk the cow
The tit gets so small
We got machines to do your work for you
But you won`t press the button on the wall
You`re just a no account
You never will amount to nothin` at all