Tramp — текст песни (Otis Redding)

Tramp!
What you call me?
Tramp.
You didn`t!
You don`t wear continental clothes, or Stetson hats.
Well I tell you one dog-gone thing. It makes me feel good to know one thing. I know I`m a lover.
Matter of opinion.
That`s all right, Mama was. Papa too. And I`m the only child. Lovin` is all I know to do.
You know what, Otis?
What?
You`re country.
That`s all right.
You straight from the Georgia woods.
That`s good.
You know what? You wear overalls, and big old brogan shoes, and you need a haircut, Tramp.
Haircut? Woman, you foolin`...ooh...I`m a lover. Mama was. Grandmama, Papa too. Boogaloo. All that stuff. And I`m the only son-of- a-gun this side of the Sun. Tramp!
You know what, Otis? I don`t care what you say, you`re still a tramp.
What?
That`s right. You haven`t even got a fat bankroll in your pocket. You probably haven`t even got twenty-five cents.
I got six Cadillacs, five Lincolns, four Fords, six Mercuries, three T-Birds, Mustang, ooooooohhh...I`m a lover. Mama was. Papa too. I tell you one thing.
Well tell me.
I`m the only son-of-a-gun this side of the Sun.
You`re a tramp, Otis.
No I`m not.
I don`t care what you say, you`re still a tramp.
What`s wrong with that?
Look here. You ain`t got no money.
I got everything.
You can`t buy me all those minks and sables and all that stuff I want.
I can buy you minks, rats, frogs, squirrels, rabbits, ...anything you want, Woman.
Look, you can go out in the Georgia woods and find them, Baby.
Oh, you foolin`.
You`re still a tramp.
That`s all right.
You a tramp, Otis. You just a tramp.
That`s all right.
You wear overalls. You need a haircut, Baby. Cut off some of that hair off your head. You think you a lover, huh?