I'm a sleepy time baby A sleepy time boy Work only maybe Life is a joy
We'll have a sleepy time time We'll have a sleepy time time We'll have a sleepy time time We'll have a sleepy time time Sleepy time time Sleepy time time all the time
Asleep in the daytime Asleep at night Life is all playtime Working ain't right
We'll have a sleepy time time We'll have a sleepy time time We'll have a sleepy time time We'll have a sleepy time time Sleepy time time Sleepy time all the time
I have my Sunday That ain't no lie But on Monday morning Comes my favourite cry
We'll have a sleepy time time We'll have a sleepy time time We'll have a sleepy time time We'll have a sleepy time time Sleepy time time Sleepy time all the time
Born under a bad sign. I've been down since I began to crawl. If it wasn't for bad luck, I wouldn't have no luck at all.
Bad luck and trouble's my only friend. I've been down ever since I was ten.
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You know, wine and women is all I crave. A big bad woman's gonna carry me to my grave.
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Born under a bad sign. I've been down since I began to crawl. If it wasn't for bad luck, I wouldn't have no luck. If it wasn't for real bad luck, I wouldn't have no luck at all.
I went down to the crossroads Fell down on my knees Down to the crossroads Fell down on my knees Asked the Lord above for mercy "Take me, if you please"
I went down to the crossroads Tried to flag a ride Down to the crossroads Tried to flag a ride Nobody seemed to know me Everybody passed me by
Well, I'm going down to Rosedale Take my rider by my side Going down to Rosedale Take my rider by my side You can still barrelhouse, baby On the riverside
Going down to Rosedale Take my rider by my side Going down to Rosedale Take my rider by my side You can still barrelhouse, baby On the riverside
You can run, you can run Tell my friend boy Willie Brown Run, you can run Tell my friend boy Willie Brown And I'm standing at the crossroads Believe I'm sinking down
In the white room with black curtains near the station. Blackroof country, no gold pavements, tired starlings. Silver horses ran down moonbeams in your dark eyes. Dawnlight smiles on you leaving, my contentment.
I'll wait in this place where the sun never shines; Wait in this place where the shadows run from themselves.
You said no strings could secure you at the station. Platform ticket, restless diesels, goodbye windows. I walked into such a sad time at the station. As I walked out, felt my own need just beginning.
I'll wait in the queue when the trains come back; Lie with you where the shadows run from themselves.
At the party she was kindness in the hard crowd. Consolation for the old wound now forgotten. Yellow tigers crouched in jungles in her dark eyes. She's just dressing, goodbye windows, tired starlings.
I'll sleep in this place with the lonely crowd; Lie in the dark where the shadows run from themselves.