โหลดเพลง mp3 Billie's Blues - Sam Cooke

Billie's Blues - Sam Cooke
I love my man

I'm a liar if I say I don't

I love my man

I'm a liar if I say I don't

But I'll quit my man

I'm a liar if I say I won't

I've been your slave, baby

Ever since I've been your babe

I've been your slave

Ever since I've been your babe

But before I'll be your dog

I'll see you in your grave

My man wouldn't
give me no breakfast

Wouldn't give me no dinner

Squawked about my supper
then he put me outdoors

Had the nerve to
lay a matchbox on my clothes

I didn't have so many

But I had a long,
long ways to go

I ain't good-looking

And my hair ain't curled

I ain't good-looking

And my hair ain't curled

But my mother,
she gave me something

It's gonna tear me
through this world

Some men like
me 'cause I'm happy

Some 'cause I'm snappy

Some call me honey

Others think I've got money

Some tell me "Billie,

Baby, you're built for speed"

Now,
if you put that all together

It makes me everything
a good man needs