Jay Ungar, Molly Mason & Swingology - Tampa | Текст песни

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• Jay Ungar, Molly Mason & Swingology
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My mama, she told me when I was nine years old,
you've got to be a hustler gosh darn your hard luck soul
I've got my ticket and I tell you what I think I'll do
goin down to Tampa, settle down

CHORUS:
settle down, settle down, settle down
settle down, settle down, settle down
I've got my ticket and I tell you what I think I'll do
goin down to Tampa, settle down

Now conductor, conductor, please won't you let me ride your lines
You've got to have a ticket, don't you know this train ain't mine?
I've got my ticket and I tell you what I think I'll do
goin down to Tampa, settle down

CHORUS

My mama, she told me, and my papa done told me too,
don't let no West Virginia woman make a gosh darn fool outta you.
I've got my ticket and I tell you what I think I'll do
goin down to Tampa, settle down

CHORUS

I'm goin, I'm goin, and your cryin won't make me stay
Yes, the more you trouble, the more it'll drive me away
I've got my ticket and I tell you what I think I'll do
goin down to Tampa, settle down

CHORUS

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