Tumbling Dice

Tumbling Dice - The Tribute Co.

People think

I'm tasty,

But they're

Always

Tryin' to waste me

And make me burn

The candle

Right down,

But baby, baby,

Don't need no

Jewels in my crown.

'Cause all you

Women is low

Down gamblers,

Cheatin' like

I don't know how,

But baby, baby,

There's fever

In the funk

House now.

This low down

*****in' got

My poor feet

A itchin',

Don't you

Know the duece

Is still wild.

Baby, I can't

Stay, you got

To roll me

And call me the

Tumblin' dice.

Always in a hurry,

I never stop

To worry,

Don't you see

The time

Flashin' by.

Honey, got

No money,

I'm all sixes

And sevens

And nines.

Say now, baby,

I'm the rank

Outsider,

You can be my

Partner in crime.

But baby,

I can't stay,

You got to

Roll me and

Call me the

Tumblin',

Roll me and

Call me the

Tumblin' dice.

Oh, my, my,

My, I'm the

Lone crap

Shooter,

Playin' the

Field ev'ry night.

Baby, can't

Stay,

You got to

Roll me

And call me

The tumblin' dice,

And Call me the

Tumblin'

Got to roll me,

Got to roll me

Got to roll me

Got to roll me.

Got to roll me

Got to roll me

Keep on rolling

Got to roll me

Keep on rolling

Got to roll me Got

To roll me Got to

Roll me Got to roll

Me Got to roll me

Got to roll me