Mama Lou Songtext
von Rita Coolidge

Night time often finds me,
At B-Street and third,
At a tavern, better known, as Eddie and Flo′s Golden Bird,
Where an old gold-tooth lady, with a big bamboo fan,
Plays piano,
Sings with an old Cajun Band,

Sing the Blues, Blues,
Wear out your shoes, Mama Lou, Mama Lou,
In the Bayou they named you, the hard-life has stained you,
A good man won't claim you, sing the Blues, Mama Lou,


The midnight hours
At the Old Golden Bird,
Mama Lou sings the blues, like a prophet, who′s lived every word,
Smothered in blue light, and lost in her rhyme,
Mama Lou, Mama Lou,
She'll sing you the blues for a dime,

Sing the Blues, Blues,
Wear out your shoes, Mama Lou, Mama Lou,
In the Bayou they named you, the hard-life has stained you,
A good man won't claim you, sing the Blues, Mama Lou,

Sing the Blues, Mama Lou, Mama Lou
Sing the Blues, Sing the Blues, Mama Lou, Mama Lou,
Sing the Blues, Mama Lou, Mama Lou
Sing the Blues, Sing the Blues, Mama Lou, Mama Lou,
Sing the Blues, Mama Lou, Mama Lou
Sing the Blues, Sing the Blues, Mama Lou, Mama Lou,