文本歌词

I'm Telling You - Jerry Butler
I'm a telling you oh I'm a telling you
I'm a telling you oh I'm a telling you
I got up I go to work
I try real hard to do my job
But before the day is done
I find out I done something wrong
I'm a telling you oh I'm a telling you
I'm a telling you oh I'm a telling you
Days are getting longer
And my nights are getting shorter
And my way gets softer
And my work gets harder
Now when I get home the wife is mad
The little girl she's feeling bad
Little junior he's got the blues
Says he needs a pair of baseball shoes
I'm a telling you oh I'm a telling you
I'm a telling you oh I'm a telling you
Days are getting longer
And my nights are getting shorter
And my way gets softer
And my work gets harder
Now in everything that I do
I'm trying to make one dream come true
And maybe someday Lord I'll find
Satisfaction and peace of mind
I'm a telling you oh I'm a telling you
I'm a telling you oh I'm a telling you
Days are getting longer
And my nights are getting shorter
And my way gets softer
And my work gets harder