Louis Jordan - #1'S (2005) by Louis Jordan (보컬) on maniadb.com

Baby, baby, baby,
What's wrong with Uncle Sam?
He's cut down on my sugar
Now he's messin' with my ham

I got the ration blues
Blue as I can be
Oh, me, I've got those ration blues

I got to live on forty ounces
Of any kind of meat
Those forty little ounces
Gotta last me all the week

I got to cut down on my jelly
It takes sugar to make it sweet
I'm gonna steal all your jelly, baby
And rob you of your meat

I got the ration blues
Blue as I can be
Oh, me, I've got those ration blues

I like to wake up in the morning
With my jelly by my side
Since rationing started, baby
You just take your stuff and hide

They reduced my meat and sugar
And rubber's disappearing fast
You can't ride no more with poppa
'Cause Uncle Sam wants my gas

I got the ration blues
Blue as I can be
Oh, me, I've got those ration blues

This is the G. I. Jive
Man alive
It starts with the bugler blowin' reveille over your bed when you arrive
Jack, that's the G. I. Jive

Roodley-toot
Jump in your suit
Make a salute
Boot

After you wash and dress
More or less
You go get your breakfast in a beautiful little caf? they call "The Mess"
Jack, when you convalesce

Outta your seat
Into the street
Make with the feet
Reet

If you're a P-V-T, your duty
Is to salute to L-I-E-U-T
But if you brush the L-I-E-U-T
The M-P makes you K-P on the Q-T

This is the G. I. Jive
Man alive
They give you a private tank that features a little device called "fluid drive"
Jack, after you revive

Chuck all your junk
Back in the trunk
Fall on your bunk
Clunk

This is the G. I. Jive
Man alive
They give you a private tank that features a little device called "fluid drive"
Jack, if you still survive

Chuck all your junk
Back in the trunk
Fall on your bunk
Clunk

Soon you're countin' jeeps
But before you count to five
Seems you're right back diggin' that G. I. Jive

Walkin with my baby shes got great big feet
Shes long, lean, and lanky and aint had nothing to eat
Shes my baby and I love her just the same
Crazy bout that woman cause Caldonia is her name
Caldonia
Caldonia
What makes your big head so hard?
I love her. I love her just the same
Crazy bout that woman cause Caldonia is her name

(spoken verse:)
You know what mama told me? Mama said son...
Keep away from that woman - shes gonna take all your money
Hey, hey, hey boy.... Dont laugh about my mama - you hear that?
Hey man I told you man....
You dont know what you doin boy - dont laugh about my mama
Caldonia
Caldonia
What makes your big head so hard?
I love her. I love her just the same
Crazy bout that woman cause Caldonia is her name

Beans and Cornbread
Beans and Cornbread had a fight
Beans knocked Cornbread out of sight
Cornbread said, "Now that's alright
Meet me on the corner tomorrow night"
"I'll be ready, I'll be ready tomorrow night"
That's what Beans said to Cornbread
"I'll be ready tomorrow night

Saturday Night Fish Fry

Now if you've ever been down to new orleans
Then you can understand just what i mean
All thru the week it's quiet as a mouse
But on saturday night they go from house to house
You don't have to pay the usual admission
If you're a cook, a waiter or a good musician
So if you happen to be just passin' by
Stop in at the saturday night fish fry

It was rockin', it was rockin'
You never seen such scufflin'
And shufflin' 'till the break of dawn
It was rockin', it was rockin'
You never seen such scufflin'
And shufflin' 'till the break of dawn

Now my buddy and me was on the main stem
Foolin' around just me and him
We decided we could use a little something to eat
So we went to a house on rampart street
We knocked on the door and it opened up with ease
And a lush little miss said, "come in, please"
And before we could even bat an eye
We were right in the middle of a big fish fry

It was rockin', it was rockin'
You never seen such scufflin'
And shufflin' 'till the break of dawn
It was rockin', it was rockin'
You never seen such scufflin'
And shufflin' 'till the break of dawn

Now the folks was havin' the time of their life
And sam was jivin' jimmie's wife
Over in the corner was a beat up grand
Being played by a big fat piano man
Some of the chicks wore expensive frocks
Some of them had on bobbie socks
But everybody was nice and high
At this particular saturday night fish fry

It was rockin', it was rockin'
You never seen such scufflin'
And shufflin' 'till the break of dawn
It was rockin', it was rockin'
You never seen such scufflin'
And shufflin' 'till the break of dawn

Now the women were screamin' and jumpin' and yellin'