Music Making Mama from Memphis 歌詞
Music Making Mama from Memphis - R.d. Hendon
Listen to a story about a gal I know
She's my music makin' mama
I'm her hillbilly boy
She's sweeter than the music
When she tickles the strings
Sweeter than the flowers down in new Orleans
She's my music makin' mama
From Memphis Tennessee
She'll play a little rhythm
Do the boogie up right
The Tennessee polka maybe blues in the night
Everybody travels from near and far
To hear her when she swings
It on her old guitar
My music makin' mama from
Memphis Tennessee
You can hear her in the evening
When the sun sinks low
A singin' and a pickin' on her old banjo
You gotta jive when the words
Roll out of her mouth
Everybody's callin' her the queen of the south
She's my piano playin' mama
From Memphis Tennessee
You gotta start dancin'
When she gets in the groove
Plays the big bass fiddle or
She'll yodel the blues
She plays a down beat
An off beat any old beat
A breakdown a hoedown
And does it up neat
She's my bass pickin' baby
From Memphis Tennessee
You can tell when my baby
Is a comin' to town
All the jive jumpin' jitterbugs
They gather around
They keep yellin' to my
Honey now queenie let's go
My baby starts a pickin' and a pickin' down low
My music makin' mama
From Memphis Tennessee
She'll play a little rhythm
Do the boogie up right
The Tennessee polka
Maybe blues in the night
Everybody travels from near and far
To hear her when
She swings it on her old guitar
She's my music makin' mama
From Memphis Tennessee