Atlanta Blues Lyrics
Atlanta Blues - Eartha Kitt/Shorty Rogers
A bed five points talkin'
Daddy and me
Just one square away
From old peach tree peach tree
Possession's nine points of the law
Used to be
Five and nine are fourteen points
And yet they took my man from me
I know that I'd be satisfied
If I could grab a train and ride
If I make and matter
With no place to go
Just make me a pallet on your floor
Well give everybody my regards
I'm comin' in
If I have to ride the rods
I'll grab me an armful of train
Before you know
So make me a pallet on your floor
Oh I'll make me a pallet on your floor
I'll make me a pallet on your floor
Now here's one thing
I want you to know
I'll make me
A little bitty pallet on the floor