Текст песни John Prine - Daddy`s Little Pumpkin
John Prine - Daddy`s Little Pumpkin слова песни
You must be daddy`s little pumpkinI can tell by the way you rollYou must be daddy`s little pumpkinI can tell by the way you rollWhy it`s quarter past elevenAnd you`re sleeping on the bedroom floorI can see the fire burningBurning right behind your eyesI can see the fire burningBurning right behind your eyesYou must of swallowed a candleOr some other kind of surpriseI`m going down to MemphisI got three hundred dollars in cashI`m going down to MemphisI got three hundred dollars in cashAll the women in MemphisWant to see how long my money will lastI`m going downtownI`m gonna to rattle somebody`s cageI`m going downtownI`m gonna rattle somebody`s cageI`m gonna beat on my guitarAnd strut all around the stageIf you see my baby comingDon`t tell her that her daddy`s in jailIf you see my baby comingDon`t you tell her that her daddy`s in jailShe`d sell her little pumpkin just to raiseHer sweet daddy`s bailYou must be daddy`s little pumpkinI can tell by the way you rollYou must be daddy`s little pumpkinI can tell by the way you rollYou never do nothingTo save your doggone soul.