Rexanimarum Songtext
von Israel Nash
Rexanimarum Songtext
I was headed to the show
Goin′ uptown to the Apollo
Get me a glimpse of Ol' Jimmy Brown
Someone told me that he had just died
I lowered my head and started to cry
Stood on 125th Street, and I said
"Well, sing it loud, I′m black and proud"
Oh, my baby, settle in
Take your worries and put fire to them
Pour me out just like sour wine
I got the money if you got the time
I was talkin' to truck stop Betty
She was wringin' her hands and they was awfully sweaty
She said her mother died in Brooklyn just yesterday
Well, I said, "Betty, just hold your horses
Soon they′re gonna be changin′ courses
We can live out on the Montana range
It's a great place to raise the kids"
Oh, my baby, settle in
Take your worries and put fire to them
Pour me out just like sour wine
I got the money, so you′ll be alright
Oh, my baby, settle right on in
Take your worries and put fire to them
Pour me out just like sour wine
I got the money if you got the time
Oh, my baby, settle right on in
Take your worries and put fire to them
Pour me out just like sour wine
I got the money so you'll, you′ll be alright
You're gonna′ be just fine
Goin′ uptown to the Apollo
Get me a glimpse of Ol' Jimmy Brown
Someone told me that he had just died
I lowered my head and started to cry
Stood on 125th Street, and I said
"Well, sing it loud, I′m black and proud"
Oh, my baby, settle in
Take your worries and put fire to them
Pour me out just like sour wine
I got the money if you got the time
I was talkin' to truck stop Betty
She was wringin' her hands and they was awfully sweaty
She said her mother died in Brooklyn just yesterday
Well, I said, "Betty, just hold your horses
Soon they′re gonna be changin′ courses
We can live out on the Montana range
It's a great place to raise the kids"
Oh, my baby, settle in
Take your worries and put fire to them
Pour me out just like sour wine
I got the money, so you′ll be alright
Oh, my baby, settle right on in
Take your worries and put fire to them
Pour me out just like sour wine
I got the money if you got the time
Oh, my baby, settle right on in
Take your worries and put fire to them
Pour me out just like sour wine
I got the money so you'll, you′ll be alright
You're gonna′ be just fine
Writer(s): Israel Nash Gripka Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com