ฟังเพลงHungry Hash House

Hungry Hash House - Charlie Poole

I'm a boarder and I dwell

In that second class hotel

If I stay here long I think I'll be insane

For I lay here on my bunk

And I cannot get my trunk

And the board I owe would break a millionaire

Oh they feed on chicken pie

If you eat it you may die

Beef you cannot cut it with a sword

Oh the undertakers hang around

For there's work to be found

In that awful hungry hash house where I board

Oh they carried me upstairs one night

I had neither gun nor knife

Something they had never done before

Oh the fleas held me down

While the chinches crept around

In that awful hungry hash house where I board

Oh the beefsteak it was rare

And the butter had red hair

Baby had its feet both in the soup

Oh the eggs they would not catch

If you touched one it would hatch

In that awful hungry hash house where I stay

Oh the beefsteak it was rare

And the butter had red hair

Baby had its feet both in the soup

Oh the eggs they would not catch

If you touched one it would hatch

In that awful hungry hash house where I stay

Oh the beefsteak it was rare

And the butter had red hair

Baby had its feet both in the soup

Oh the eggs they would not catch

If you touched one it would hatch

In that awful hungry hash house where I stay