Ida Red Songtext
von Bob Wills

Light the pilot fire in the grate
Clock on the mantle says it′s gettin' late
Curtains on the window, snowy white
Fatheret the witless it′s Sunday night
Chor: Ida Red, Ida Red
I'm a plumb fool 'bout Ida Red
Lamp on the table, picture on the wall
There′s a pretty soul and that′s not all
If I'm not mistaken and I′m sure I'm right
There′s somebody else in the parlour tonight
Chicken in a bread bin pickin' out dough Granny whatta ya know about Ohio?
Hurry up boys and don′t fool around
Grab your partner and truck on down
My ol' Missus swore to me
When she died she'd set me free
She lived so long her head got bald
She took a notion not to die at all
Lamp on the table, picture on the wall
There′s a pretty soul and that′s not all
If I'm not mistaken and I′m sure I'm right
There′s somebody else in the parlour tonight


Light the pilot fire in the grate
Clock on the mantle says it's gettin′ late
Curtains on the window, snowy white
Fatheret the witless it's Sunday night
Chor: Ida Red, Ida Red
I'm a plumb fool ′bout Ida Red
Lamp on the table, picture on the wall
There′s a pretty soul and that's not all
If I′m not mistaken and I'm sure I′m right
There's somebody else in the parlour tonight
Chicken in a bread bin pickin′ out dough
Granny whatta ya know about Ohio?
Hurry up boys and don't fool around
Grab your partner and truck on down
My ol' Missus swore to me
When she died she′d set me free
She lived so long her head got bald
She took a notion not to die at all
Lamp on the table, picture on the wall
There′s a pretty soul and that's not all
If I′m not mistaken and I'm sure I′m right
There's somebody else in the parlour tonight