Текст песни The Supremes - Cornet Man
The Supremes - Cornet Man слова песни
(Jule Styne/Bob Merrill) Wa wa wa?Is that all you can say?The lady ain`t been bornCan`t take the place of a hornWith the cornet manI`ll go on with this blowingTraveling cornet manJust anytime they call himHe leaves his wife and kiddies Sitting with their tongues outTo play for peanuts in some diveAnd blow his lungs outHe`ll hop the choo-choo on the moonIt`s noticed to play somedays with Billy BatesA ragtime oldiesThe lady ain`t see lightCan`t give a home a fair fightWith that cornet manA rutting shootenA never tooten dapadamWho carries in his scheduleUpon the blue North folks suitA silver plated wow, wow muteThere is drinking, gamblingEach one a curseBut I`m over againstA devil that`s worseYeah, a horn is my thornHe`s the traveling cornet manHe`s gotta goUp on the roadHe`s got some datesThat Millie hatesHe leaves his noticeOn ragtime oldiesHe`s gotta goBack on the roadThe lady ain`t see lightCan`t give a home a fair a fightWith that cornet manA rutting shootenA never tooten dapadamWho carries in his scheduleUpon the blue North folks suitSilver plated wow, wow muteThere is drinking, gamblingEach one is a curseBut I`m over againstA devil that`s worseYeah, a horn is my thornHe`s the traveling cornet manSay it again!Upon the blue North folks suitA silver plated wow, wow muteHe`s shy on heightHe`s short on weightBut he`s the only manCan make my coffee percolateI never dareMy cornet player man...