Didnt He Ramble — текст песни (Louis Armstrong)

Didnt he ramble.... he rambled

Rambled all around.... in and out of town

Didnt he ramble....didnt he ramble

He rambled till the butcher cut him down



His feet was in the market place..his head was in the street

Lady pass him by, said..look at the market meat

He grabbed her pocket book..and said I wish you well

She pulled out a forty-five..said Im head of personnel



Didnt he ramble...i said he rambled

Rambled all around...in and out of town

Didnt he ramble...oh didnt he ramble

He rambled till the butcher shot him down



(instrumental break)



He slipped into the cat house..made love to the stable

Madam caught him cold..said Ill pay you when I be able

Six months had passed ..and she stood all she could stand

She said buddy when Im through with you

Ole groundhog gonna be shakin yo hand



And didnt he ramble...he rambled

Rambled all around...in and out of town

Oh didnt he ramble......he rambled

You know he rambled...till the butcher...cut him down



I said he rambled..lord...till the butcher shot him down