Alabamy Home — текст песни (Ellington Duke)





I`m goin` home
Down there among the fields of cotton,
Down where the folks have not forgotten me
I feel blue just for a little girl I`m strong for,
Just for a certain one I long to see.
I`m goin` down aroun` my ALABAMY HOME
I`m gonna see the bee that makes the honey comb
The brindle cow will wag her tail,
As I fill up the pail I`ll chase the flies and
I surmise she`ll moo, Thanks to you.
I`ll feed the chicks, and mix some barley with their corn
They love it so, I know they`ll cluck for luck each morn
Then I will lie amid the hay
And call it all a day
Way down aroun` my ALABAMY HOME.
I`m goin` down aroun` my ALABAMY HOME
I`m gonna see the bee that makes the honey comb
The brindle cow will wag her tail,
As I fill up the pail I`ll chase the flies and
I surmise she`ll moo, Thanks to you.
I`ll feed the chicks, and mix some barley with their corn
They love it so, I know they`ll cluck for luck each morn
Then I will lie amid the hay
And call it all a day
Way down aroun` my ALABAMY HOME.



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