Can`t Help Lovin` Dat Man — текст песни (Ella Fitzgerald)

Oh listen, sister,
I love my mister man,
And I can`t tell yo` why,
Dere ain`t no reason
Why I should love dat man.
It must be sumpin` dat de angels done plan.

Refrain:

Fish got to swim, birds got to fly,
I got to love one man till I die.
Can`t help lovin` dat man of mine.
Tell me he`s lazy, tell me he`s slow,
Tell me I`m crazy (maybe I know).
Can`t help lovin` dat man of mine.
When he goes away
Dat`s a rainy day,
But when he comes back dat day is fine,
De sun will shine!
He kin come home as late as kin be,
Home widout him ain`t no home to me.
Can`t help lovin` dat man of mine.
~~~
My man is shif`less
An` good for nuthin` too
(He`s mah man jes` de same)

He`s never round here
When dere is work to do.
He`s never round here when dere`s workin` to do.
De chimbley`s smokin`,
De roof is leakin` in,
But he don`t seem to care.
He kin be happy
Wid jes` a sip of gin.
Ah even love him when his kisses got gin!

Repeat Refrain

*Note: The source for these exact lyrics come directly from my "Lyrics By
Oscar Hammerstein II" book.