Ruth Brown - Jack O' Diamonds Lyrics
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Jack O' Diamonds
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What Are The Lyrics For Jack O' Diamonds By Ruth Brown?
Jack O'Diamonds, on the move
Jack O'Diamonds, one-eyed knave On the move, hits the street Bumps his head, on the ground Well, he's a scout, you're born to lose Shouldn't stay Jack O'Diamonds is a hard card to play Jack O'Diamonds, yeah Jack O'Diamonds This one-eyed prince, wears a ?single love? Oh sure, he's not that lovely Jack O'Diamonds broke my hand Left me here to stand Jack O'Diamonds is a hard card to land Jack O'Diamonds is a hard card Jack O'Diamonds is a high card Jack O'Diamonds is a hard card But it ain't hard enough Jack O'Diamonds can open for riches Jack O'Diamonds but then it switches Colour by picture but it's only a ten Jack O'Diamonds, yeah Jack O'Diamonds Jack O'Diamonds is a hard card to play Jack O'Diamonds, yeah Jack O'Diamonds This one-eyed prince, wears a single love Oh sure, he's not that lovely Jack O'Diamonds broke my hand Left me here to stand Jack O'Diamonds is a hard card to play Jack O'Diamonds is a hard card Jack O'Diamonds is a high card Jack O'Diamonds is a hard card But it ain't hard enough Jack O'Diamonds can open for riches Jack O'Diamonds but then it switches Colour by picture but it's only a ten Jack O'Diamonds |
Who Wrote Jack O' Diamonds By Ruth Brown?
Jerry Leiber, Mike Stoller
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What's The Duration Of The Jack O' Diamonds By Ruth Brown?The duration of Jack O' Diamonds is 2:33 minutes and seconds. |
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