文本歌词

Bring Your Fine Self Home - Albert Collins/Johnny Copeland/Robert Cray/D.R
Hey Albert
Oh yeah what's up Johnny
You got your harmonica with you today man
Yeah brought it with me today man
I think we better get on down you know cause I got the blues
You know I got 'em too
Well hear it is
So hear it is man
Oh baby
Honey why don't you bring your fine self home
Ooh baby
Honey why don't you bring your fine self home
Don't you send no letters to me
Don't you call me woman
What I need I can't get on no telephone
I know we had our problems baby
In every life there's some ups and downs
I know we had our problems baby
In every life there's a little ups and downs
But you kissed the first thing smokin'
And your man sure ain't jokin' woman
Get in this town
Now play the blues for me Albert
Play the blues
Well you touched me with the feelin'
And it was such a perfect blend
And now I want it over and over over and over again
Come on baby
Get your fine self back in this town
Don't you stop to think about it
Don't you stop to talk to nobody
Bring it on home
Don't you stop to think about it
Don't you stop to talk to nobody
Bring it on home
That's all right dear son that's all right