Supersongs - Great Songs (2009) by Various Artists (보컬) on maniadb.com

Every honeybee fills with jealousy
When they see you out with me.
I don't blame 'em, goodness knows,
My honeysuckle rose.



Flowers droop and sigh when you're passin' by,
and I know the reason why
You're much sweeter, goodness knows
You're my honeysuckle rose.

I don't buy sugar
You just have to touch my cup.
You're my sugar
It's so sweet when you stir it up.

On the avenue, people look at you,
and I know just why they do,
You're much sweeter, goodness knows,
You're my honeysuckle rose.


Every honeybee fills with jealousy
When they see you're out with me.
You're much sweeter, goodness knows,
You're my honeysuckle.

Oh....flowers droop and sigh when you're passin' by
and I know the reason why.
You're much sweeter, goodness knows,
You're my honeysuckle rose.

I don't buy sugar
You just have to touch my cup.
You're my sugar
It's so sweet when you stir it up

On the avenue, people look at you,
and I know just why they do.
You're much sweeter goodness knows,
You're my honeysuckle rose.
You're much sweeter, goodness knows,
My honeysuckle rose!

My momma done told me
When I was in pigtails
My momma done told me, hon
A man's gonna sweet-talk
And give you the glad eye
But when that sweet-talkin's done
A man is a two-faced, a worrisome thing
Who'll leave you to sing the blues in the nightNow the rain's a fallin'
Hear the trains a-callin' hooey
My momma done told me
Hear that lonesome whistle
Blowing across the trestle, hooey
My momma done tole me, a-hooey, a-hooey
Old clickety clack is echoing back the blues in the nightThe evenin' breeze will start the trees to praying
And the moon will dim its light
When you hear the blues in the nightMark my word the mockingbird
Will sing the saddest kind of song
He knows things are wrong
And he's rightLa ha ha ha-a
La ha ha-a
From Natchez to Mobile
BRFrom Memphis to St. Joe
BRWherever the four winds blow
BRI've been to some big towns
BRI've heard me some big talk
BRBut there is one thing I know
BRA man is a two-faced, a worrisome thing
BRWho'll leave you to sing the blues in the night
BR
BRLa ha ha-a
BRLa ha ha-a
BRMy momma done told me there's blues in the night
BR