Sonny Terry - House Lady Lyrics
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House Lady
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What Are The Lyrics For House Lady By Sonny Terry?
Early every morning the house lady comes to me
She's the best house lady, so kind to me Early every morning, well, the house lady comes to me Well, she's the best house lady 'cause she is so kind to me Well, soon in the morning she knocks up on my door I wanna clean your room, she said, like I cleaned it the morning before Early every morning, the house lady knocks up on my door Saying, I wanna clean your room, well, like I cleaned it the morning before Lord, she wakes me up in the morning for my coffee and tea And when she don't wake me up, it sure don't please me She wakes me up early every morning just to give me my coffee and tea I said when she don't wake me up, Lord, it sure don't please me, yes, yes I ask all of the rumors where can that nice landlady be If you happen to see her, tell her I can't use my key If you happen to see the house lady, won't you please tell her this for me Tell her I want her to hurry home, 'cause I can't use my key House lady, house lady, how can you be so mean? You know my room is all dirty when you used to keep it so clean House lady, house lady, how can you be so mean? You know my room is all dirty, Lord, when you used to keep it clean This is the way she used to clean it up now Watch me do it right |
Who Wrote House Lady By Sonny Terry?
Walter B Mcghee
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What's The Duration Of The House Lady By Sonny Terry?The duration of House Lady is 4:19 minutes and seconds. |
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