Louis Armstrong - Best 3 [compilation] (2011) by Louis Armstrong (보컬) on maniadb.com

'Cause my hair is curly

Just because my teeth are pearly

Just because I always wear a smile

Like to dress up in the latest style


'Cause I'm glad I'm livin'

I take these troubles all with a smile

Just because my color's shady

That's the difference, maybe, why they call me


Shine, sway your bluesies

Why don't you shine?

Start with your shoesies

Shine each place up, make it look like new

Shine your face up; I want to see you wear a smile or two


Why don't you shine your these and thoseies?

You'll find everything gonna turn out right fine

Folks will shine up to ya

Everybody's gonna howdy doody do-ya

You'll make the whole world shine


Oh, chocolate drop, that's me


'Cause my hair is curly (man's got curly hair)

Now just because my teeth are pearly (also got pearly teeth)

Just because I always wear a smile (oh, keep on smiling)

Like to dress us, babe, in the latest style


'Cause I'm glad I'm livin'

I take these troubles all with a smile

Now just because my color's shady (you's a shady baby)

That's the difference, maybe, why they call me


Shine away your bluesies

Shine, start with your shoesies

You'll make the whole world shine

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Writers: WELLS, DANNY / BROWN, LUKE
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I hate's to see dat ev'nin' sun go down
Hate's to see dat ev'nin' sun go down
Cause ma baby, she done lef' dis town
If I feel tomorrow lak ah feel today
Feel tomorrow lak ah feel today
I'll pack up my trunk, and make ma git away

Saint Louis woman wid her diamon' rings
Pulls dat man 'roun' by her apron strings
'Twern't for powder an' her store-bought hair
De man she love wouldn't gone nowhere, nowhere

Got dem Saint Louis Blues I'm as blue as ah can be
Like a man done throwed that rock down into de sea
Got dem Saint Louis Blues I'm as blue as ah can be

Went to de gypsy get her fortune tole
To de gypsy, done got her fortune tole
Cause she most wile 'bout her Jelly Roll
Now dat gypsy tole her, "Don't you wear no black"
She done tole her, "Don't you wear no black
Go to Saint Louis, you can win him back"

If she git toCairo, make Saint Louis by herself
Git to Cairo, find her old friend Jeff
gwine to pin herself, right there, to his side If she flag his train, she sho' can ride

And she sang

Got dem Saint Louis Blues jes as blue as ah can be
Dat man got a heart lak a rock cast into de sea
Or else he wouldn't have gone so far from me
Doggone it!
I loves day man lak a schoolboy loves his pie
Lak a Kentucky Col'nel loves his mint an' rye
I'll love ma baby till the day ah die

Now a black-headed gal makes a freight train jump the track
Said a black-headed gal makes a freight train jump the track
But a long tall gal makes a preacher ball the jack

Lawd, a blonde-headed woman make a good man leave the town
I said a blonde-headed woman make a good man leave the town
But a red-headed woman make a boy slap his pappy down

It was down in Old Joe's barroom,
On the corner by the square,
Drinks were being served as usual,
And a goodly crowd was there.

When up steped old joe McGuinny
His eyes were bloodshot red;
As he poured himself more wiskey,
This is what he said:

I went down to the St. James Infirmary
I saw my baby there,
Streched out on a cold white table,
So sweet, so cold, so fair.

So Let her go, let her go, God bless her;
Wherever she may be **see note**
She may search this wide world over
but she'll never find a sweet man like me.

When I die, want you to dress me in straght laced shoes
A box back coat and a Stetson hat;
Put a twenty-dollar gold piece on my watch chain
So the boys know I died standin' pat.

**verses not in original recording**

There are sixteen cold black horses,
Hitched to her rubber tired hack;
There are seven women goin' to that graveyard,
and only six of 'em are coming back.

Now that you'v heard my story,
pour me one more shot of booz;
And if anyone comes askin' about me,
Tell 'em I got, Saint James Infermery blues.

Some people exchange "She never did love me" for the line "Where ever she may be" that was in the original.

Strut-tin’ with some bar-be-que,

Swing-in’ with the band;

Like the hap-py peo-ple do

Way down in dix-ie land

Hear that ol’ trom-bone

And the trum-pet ad-lib.

Love to hear the lick,

While I do my pick-in’

Pick-in’ on a jui-cy rib.

‘Cause I'm Strut-tin with some bar-be-que,

feel-in' might-y grand;

pass an-oth-er help-in’ please,

of that good ol’ dix-ie land.

And mis-ter wait-er if you please

An-oth-er rib or two;

And I’ll go strut, strut, strut-tin,

Strut-tin' with some bar-be-que

REPEAT

My heart gives a chil,
I feel such a thrill,
My feet won't keep still,
When they swing that music.
Rythm like that puts me in a trance,
Oh you can't blame me for wanting to dance.
From what I understand,
It must be just grand,
To play in a band,
When they swing that music.
Oh I'm as happy as can be,
When they swing that music for me.

With my eyes I can see,
All of the glee,
The bees in the knees,
When they swing that music.
Rythm like that don't do nothing but make me smile,
Oh you can't blame me if I'm gone for a while.
From what has been said,
I'm getting ahead,
I'll swing you to bed,
Once they've swung that music.
Oh I'm as happy as can be,
When you swing that music with me.

My head feels a buzz,
A reason there was,
I feel buzz because,
They're swinging that music.
Rythm like that sends me up the wall,
Oh you can't blame me if I don't wanna fall.
From what I have heard,
It must mean the world,
To dance with that girl,
When they swing that music.
Oh I'm happy as can be,
When you swing that music with me.
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I see trees of green, red roses too
I see them bloom for me and you
And I think to myself
What a wonderful world
I see skies of blue and clouds of white
The bright blessed the day
And the dark say good night
And I think to myself
What a wonderful world
The colors of the rainbow
so pretty in the sky
Are also on the faces
of people going by
I see friends shaking hands
saying How do you do
They`re really saying I love you
I hear babies crying
I watch them grow
They`ll learn much more
than I`ll ever known
And I think to myself
What a wonderful world
Yes I think to myself
What a wonderful world
Oh yeah

We are trav'ling in the footsteps
Of those who've gone before
But we'll all be reunited (but if we stand reunited)
On a new and sunlit shore (then a new world is in store)

O when the saints go marching in
When the saints go marching in
O Lord I want to be in that number
When the saints go marching in

And when the sun refuse (begins) to shine
And when the sun refuse (begins) to shine
O Lord I want to be in that number
When the saints go marching in

When the moon turns red with blood
When the moon turns red with blood
O Lord I want to be in that number
When the saints go marching in

On that hallelujah day
On that hallelujah day
O Lord I want to be in that number
When the saints go marching in

O when the trumpet sounds the call
O when the trumpet sounds the call
O Lord I want to be in that number
When the saints go marching in

Some say this world of trouble
Is the only one we need
But I'm waiting for that morning
When the new world is revealed

When the revelation (revolution) comes
When the revelation (revolution) comes
O Lord I want to be in that number
When the saints go marching in

When the rich go out and work
When the rich go out and work
O Lord I want to be in that number
When the saints go marching in

When the air is pure and clean
When the air is pure and clean
O Lord I want to be in that number
When the saints go marching in

When we all have food to eat
When we all have food to eat
O Lord I want to be in that number
When the saints go marching in

When our leaders learn to cry
When our leaders learn to cry
O Lord I want to be in that number
When the saints go marching in

(intro)
Yeah, to all my fans, for people who don't know
What i've been going through to make my own, yeah...

Now its time to hurt your feelings as i upset music industry fans
Hey yo my man, look at my hands, they look human, right?
You think i'm a monster, ill circus clown, i'm not a specimen
Don't look at me funny when i come around
And ya'll been trying to figure me out for years
Trying to reduplicate me, but they can't, so they hate me
While white boys rub the heads of black music with a japanese assistant
What does a chinese kid know about the rap game, it's a shame
As i see 'em watching bet
There's a million of creative rappers tryin' to be me
I'm starting to feel like jimi hendrix
When they cover the story who started rock
Magazines put blankets over my interviews
They don't want to see me on channel 7 news
Tellin the truth of the project group
Which they always have secret spies in with eyes
Watchin me record my album, sending producers with wack tracks
And dats, messin' up my whole format
Can you imagine doing something that would need more to function
With an alternative hippy kid from the record label watchin your back
Talkin about mariah carey's honky
Makin' an average group buck dance like a barrel full of monkeys
While i break out to do the shopping, boy
You're makin' a quick phone call
About my sound is too new and different
I need to be a regular like dru hill, a little more ill
Hey keith we want you to be ill!

Yeah, leave me alone!
Hey keith, we want you to be ill!

Of course i'm hard to work with, cos you're hard to work with
I don't wanna be the insane clown posse and collaborate
I'm tryin' to innovate and think quick at a fast rate
Why you mad? cos i'm original?
You can't do the material
When i sit back and watch you act big
Spend your budget on your video
I'm in one of my 3 luxury apartments eating raisin bran cereal
While you front, 'lo i'll take my white rhyme down to world's fargo
How long's it gonna take?
900 thousand and clear, talkin' with a clerk
I don't need a binge this year
Took care of my paperwork
Take the united taxi out to vegas
While the average r'n'b group is doing a promo concert
Ignoring your phone calls from broke labels
Who try to put out underground mc's
Try to get me to rap on a wacky-ass track with one g
How dare you try to insult me?
I got 40 grand for 3 minutes to write a song with prodigy
Other crews don't get, but you got the nerve to call me ?±welcome to the business?±
Stand as a witness, work on your stomach, use physical fitness
I ain't playin' all this african stuff, all look the same

I don't need a joe neckbone puttin' his artwork on my cd
Enjoyin' apple jacks and honeycomb, with me sittin' on the throne
No, i'm takin the regular picture by the hotel saint bonaventure
Besides i do wear a cold blue winter
And eat at beautiful resturants... yeah!

Yeah, leave me alone!
Hey keith, we want you to be ill!

Why you think i should wear a motorcycle helmet?
Why don't you wear it?
Put on some wings like a parrot
Let's discuss this contract
Why are you hypin' up a normal female group with fat cellulite that sound wack
Most of y'all goin' out like uncle toms, like louis armstrongs
Wearin' a tattoo and born on stage like tracy chapman
I canceled a big tour 'cos i was prepared
You're on the roll with your damn money and ya're all scared
Why ya'll walkin, look hard like your manager got your name
All over your versatile card
And plus, this video treatment sucks
The fishlens effect
The lens to the camera only costs 100 bucks
Look at the director trying to tell me what to do
I've done this before
14 degrees freezing cold doin' poppa large with a cage over my head, that's dead
Don't get your imagination too messed up
I'm wearing a yankee hat and a starter
I'm not dressing up
How you gonna tell me what to wear?
I don't need mascara and a stylist
Save that for a big rock group like pantera
Experience, next plateau, mercury, wild pitch, emi, capitol, dreamworks
Never got robbed, put my lyrics away and stuffed
Too many people with hands in my projects
Havin' fantasies of me being superman, you actin' stupid man
I'm like prince
You might see me once every 5 years at the record company
While most of you live at the label beggin for your rent and car notes to be paid
Under the table doing routine dances for advances
Oooh... you've been involved...

Yeah, leave me alone!
Hey keith, we want you to be ill!

Yonder comes Willie the weeper*
Saddest looking sight in all the town
Had a new love but couldn't keep her
Now Willie's crying heart is broken down.

You should have seen the smiling face that Willie wore
The day he found the thrill of her embrace
For the first time in his whole life Willie fell in love
But I took the smile right off of Willie's face took his place.

Yonder comes Willie the weeper
Saddest looking sight in all the town
Had a new love but couldn't keep her
Now Willie's crying heart is broken down.

I put on the smiling face that Willie wore
And took her round for everyone to see
But she found someone else that she wanted more
Now Willie's smiling face laughs back at me look and see.

I'm just like Willie the weeper
Saddest looking sight in all the town
Had a new love but couldn't keep her
Now mine and Willie's hearts are broken down...

'Zat You, Santa Claus?
Gifts I'm preparing for some Christmas sharing,
But I pause because,
Hanging my stocking I can hear a knocking.
'Zat you, Santa Claus?
Sure is dark out, ain't the slightest spark out.
'Pon my slackened jaw!
Who's there? Who is it stopping for a visit?
'Zat you, Santa Claus?
Are you bringing a present for me,
Something pleasantly pleasant for me?
Then it's just what I've been waiting for.
Would you mind slipping it under the door?
Cold winds are howling, or could that be growling?
My legs feel like straws.
My my oh me my, kindly would you reply?
'Zat you, Santa Claus?
Hanging the stocking, I can hear a knocking.
'Zat you, Santa Claus?
I say, who's there, who is it? Are you stopping for a visit?
'Zat you, Santa Claus?
Oh there, Santa, you gave me a scare.
Now stop teasing cause I know you're there.
We don't believe in no goblins today,
But I can't explain why I'm shaking that way.
Bet I can see ole Santa in the keyhole.
I'll get to the cause.
One peek and I'll try there; oh oh, there's an eye there!
'Zat you, Santa Claus?
Please, please, pity my knees!
Say that's you, Santa Claus!