文本歌词

Cabbage Head - Ruth Brown (露丝·布朗)
Written by：Traditional
Saturday night honey
When I came home and baby I was tired as I can be
I saw this coat hanging up on the rack
Where I know my coat ought to be
I said to my man look here darlin' man come here
Please explain this mess to me
Whose coat is that coat hanging on the rack
Where I know my coat ought to be
He said wife oh my darlin' wife sweat heart
Can't you plainly see
That ain't nothing but an old choir robe
That your preacher left here for me
Now I have traveled this world for many miles and darlin'
I hope to travel more
But I ain't never seen a choir robe with a fur collar on it before
Saturday night honey
When I got home I was still tired as I can be
Oh baby there was some shoes outside my door
Where I know my shoe are supposed to be
Now I said to my man darling man
You better really explain this mess to me
Whose shoe are those shoes outside the door
Where you know my shoes supposed to be
He said oh wife darlin' wife sweat heart
Can't you plainly see
That ain't nothing but an old a pair of rain boots
And my momma sent them to me
Now I have traveled this world for a many miles
And I sure hope to travel more
I have never seen rain boots with spiked heels on it before
Well last night when I come home tired as I can be
Oh darling there was a head lying in my bed
Where I know my heads supposed to be
Again I called my man my darlin' man honey
I said you better explain this mess to me
Whose head is that head in the bed
Where my head is supposed to be
He said oh my wife oh my tired wife sweet heart
Can't you plainly see
That ain't nothing but an old cabbage head
And baby you know what your momma sent that to me
Well darlin' I have traveled this world for a many miles
And I know
I'm gonna to travel more
But I have never in my life seen a cabbage head
With a hair net on it before
Well I don't know who he thinks he's dealing
With I guess he been here just a little too long
I might as well remind you darlin' that before
I come home tomorrow night you better check your keys
'Cuz I'm not listen to this crap any more
If you would check it out
You will now see your keys don't fit in my door no more darlin'
And nobody sent that door here
That's the same one that been here all the time
I just called the locksmith in
And I'm sorry about that back on up back up and go back to
Where ever that cabbage head is go back to there
'Cuz you ain't got no right here
And I mean I've had it I've had it up to here
And I'm not going to say my darlin' man no more
'Cuz you are not my darlin' man
In fact if you want to be safe
You better start running you know what
Do you see this package
I got in my hand this is ain't no Christmas present either
What does it look like to you
A shot gun you ain't never lying let's see
How fast you can move
Ah listen I know
You better put some glasses on
'Cuz you are really the blind one here
Take a good look baby and I'll tell you
I got one shell and I am admit I am an expert shooter
And the back of your foot will make and excellent target
Move get out of here you stinking liar
Get out of here
I never in my life