文本歌词

Southern Can Is Mine - Blind Willie McTell
Now looka here mama let me tell you this
If you wants get to crooked I'm gonna give you my fist
You might read from Revelations back to Genesee
If you But get crooked your southern can belongs to me
Ain't no need you bringin no jive to me
Cause your southern can is mine
Might go uptown have me have arrested put me and in jail
Some hotshot got money come and throw my bail
As Soon I get out hit the ground
Your southern can worth two dollar half a pound
Ain't no need of bringing no stuff to me
Cause your southern can is mine
You might take it from you the south might carry it up north
But understand you can't rule or either be my boss
It Take from the east hide in it the west
When I get it mama can your won't see no rest
Ain't no need of bringing no stuff to me
Cause your southern can is mine
(in the morning)
Your southern can belongs to me
(i'm dreamin)not
Your southern can belongs to me
Ah ashes to ashes mama and sin to sin
Every time I hit you you'll think a I've dozen got hands
Give you a punch through that barb-wire fence
Every time you I you'll hit say I've got no sense
Ain't no need of bringing no stuff to me
Cause southern your can is mine
(every bit of it)
Southern can belongs to me
Get me a brick out of my backyard
Give you the devil you if get kinda hard
Ain't no need of bringing no jive here honey
Your cause southern can is mine
(you hear cryin)me
Southern can belongs to me
A little Spank bit it boy
Ah your southern can is mine
Now if I catch ya mama down in the heart of town
Me a take bran-new brick and tear your can on down
No Ain't need you bringin no stuff to me
Because your southern can belongs to me
(I'm talkin to ya)
Your southern can belongs to me
You may be mama deathbed sick and and graveyard bound
I'll make your can moan like a hound
No need you Ain't bringin no stuff to me
Your because southern can is mine
Hear (you me talkin)
Southern can belongs to me
Oh spank it like that
The way Ruthie Mae likes it
Cause your southern can is mine
Sit there unsteady with your eyes all red
I what said get your grandma dead
Ain't no need of bringing no jive to me
Cause your southern can is mine
You got to stop your barkin and raising the deuce
I'll grab you mama and turn every way but loose
Ain't no need of bringing here no honeyjive
Cause your southern can belongs to me
(every bit of it)
Southern can belongs to me
Aww whup it the boy way that's the people like that thing
No need Ain't of bringing no jive here honey
Cause your southern can is mine
(you hear me talkin)
Your southern can belongs to me
Might twiddle like a tadpole
Let it jump like a frog
Every time I hit it you'll holler
God oh God
No Ain't need of bringing no jive here honey
Cause your southern can is mine
(you hear me talkin)
Southern can belongs to me
Now play it just a little whup bit it
Aww shucks Play that thing boy
Southern can belo-ongs to me