John Lee Hooker
One bourbon, one scotch, one beer
One bourbon, One Scotch, and one beer.
One Bourbon, One Scotch, and one beer.
Hey mister bartender come in here!
I want another drink and I want it now.
My baby she's gone, she's been gone tonight,
I aint's seen my baby since the night before last.
One bourbon, one scotch and one beer.
And then I sat there,
gettin high, mellow, knocked out, feelin good.
And by that time, I looked on the wall,
at the old clock on the wall.
By that time it was 10:30.
I looked down at the bar, at the bartender.
He said, What do you want Johnny?
One bourbon, one scotch, and one beer.
Well my baby's gone, she's been gone tonight.
I ain't seen my baby since the night before last.
I wanna get drunk, get her off of my mind.
One bourbon, one scotch, and one beer.
And I saty there, getting high, stoned, knocked out,
And by that time, I looked on the wall,
At the old clock, and by that time,
It was a quarter to two:
Last call for alcohol.
I said, Hey Mr. Bartender
What do you want
One bourbon, one scotch and one beer.
One bourbon, One Scotch, and one beer.
One Bourbon, One Scotch, and one beer.
Hey mister bartender come in here!
I want another drink and I want it now.
My baby she's gone, she's been gone tonight,
I aint's seen my baby since the night before last.
One bourbon, one scotch and one beer.
And then I sat there,
gettin high, mellow, knocked out, feelin good.
And by that time, I looked on the wall,
at the old clock on the wall.
By that time it was 10:30.
I looked down at the bar, at the bartender.
He said, What do you want Johnny?
One bourbon, one scotch, and one beer.
Well my baby's gone, she's been gone tonight.
I ain't seen my baby since the night before last.
I wanna get drunk, get her off of my mind.
One bourbon, one scotch, and one beer.
And I saty there, getting high, stoned, knocked out,
And by that time, I looked on the wall,
At the old clock, and by that time,
It was a quarter to two:
Last call for alcohol.
I said, Hey Mr. Bartender
What do you want
One bourbon, one scotch and one beer.
4 comentários:
...e pra falar a verdade sempre desconfio das pessoas que não tenham nenhum tipo de vício... algo errado escondem. (rs)
ps: amo essa música demais! cordas simples, uma decepção,
One bourbon, one scotch, one beer.
assim como uma mesa de bar as 3 da matina.
saludos pra ti, Fred.
Anita.
Saludos pra você também, Anita.
Beijo
meu caro fred,
gosto muito dessa música. tenho com jimmy wiherspoon no vocal e violão, você pode procurar na web que vale a pena.
sobre o selo, eu não curto muito selos.
abs
Tarcisio,
A filatelia foi um dos meus hobbies infantis, e talvez eu seja portador da síndrome de Peter Pan. (risos).
Vou procurar, sim.
Agradeço-lhe a visita, comentário e a dica.
Abração
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