Beale Street Mama lyrics translation: ESTHER BIGEOU Beale Street Mama song texte and letras ESTHER BIGEOU Beale Street Mama tab, paroles and testo ESTHER BIGEOU Beale Street Mama Karaoke and Music Video - none yet
Mamie Neale, down in Beale,
Gave her papa the air,
Left him cold, got him told,
Like she didn`t care;
Poor Joe, her beau,
Looked just like he would die;
If you would see her, you would hear her, sob this 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`s true,
But your sweet mama never did two-time you;
Ah, ooh, I`m blue!
So how come you do me like you do?
I`m cryin`!
Beale Street Papa, I mean, don`t you mess around with me;
There`s plenty petting I can get in Tennessee,
I get my lovin` constantly, but not the kind you served to me,
So please, sweet papa, come back home!
Beale Street Papa, I mean, don`t you mess around with me;
There`s plenty petting I can get in Tennessee,
I bought a razor, rifle, rope and knife,
But if the police comes for you, baby, gonna save my life,
So Beale Street Papa, come back home! Send " Beale Street Mama" Ringtone to your Cell