Beale Street Mama lyrics translation: BESSIE SMITH Beale Street Mama song texte and letras BESSIE SMITH Beale Street Mama tab, paroles and testo BESSIE SMITH Beale Street Mama Karaoke and Music Video - none yet
Jenny Neale,
Down in Beale,
Gave her papa the air;
Left him cold,
Got him told,
Said she didn`t care.
Old Joe, her beau,
Looked just like he would die;
If you was near him,
You would hear him
Sob his mournful cry:
Beale Street Papa,
Why don`t you come back home?
It isn`t proper to leave your mama all alone!
Sometimes I was cruel, that was true,
But Papa, you know Mama never two-timed you!
Boo-hoo, I`m blue;
So how come you do me like you do?
I`m cryin`!
Beale Street Papa, don`t mess around with me!
There`s plenty pettin` that I can get in Tennessee,
I`ll still get my sweet cooking, constantly,
But not the kind you served to me,
So Beale Street Papa, come back home!
So how come you do me like you do?
I`m cryin`!
Beale Street Papa, don`t mess around with me!
There`s plenty pettin` that I can get in Tennessee,
I bought a rifle, razor and a knife,
A full support [?] can`t save my life;
So Beale Street Papa, come back home! Send " Beale Street Mama" Ringtone to your Cell