Créditos
INTERPRETAÇÃO
Fats Waller
Piano
John Hamilton
Trompete
Gene Sedric
Clarinete
Cedric Wallace
Baixo
Slick Jones
Bateria
Al Casey
Violão
COMPOSIÇÃO E LETRA
Porter Grainger
Composição
Everett Robbins
Composição
Letra
There ain't nothing I can do
Or nothing I can say
That folks don't criticize me
But I'm going to do
Just as I want to anyway
And don't care just what people say
If I should take a notion
To jump into the ocean
Ain't nobody's business if I do
If I go to church on sunday
Then cabaret all day monday
Ain't nobody's business if I do
If my man ain't got no money
And I say "take all mine, honey"
Ain't nobody's business if I do
If I give him my last nickel
And it leaves me in a pickle
Ain't nobody's business if I do
But I'd rather my man would hit me
Than follow him to jump up and quit me
Ain't nobody's business if I do
I swear I won't call no copper
If I'm beat up by my papa
Ain't nobody's business if I do
Nobody's business
Ain't nobody's business
Nobody's business if I do
Written by: Everett Robbins, Porter Grainger

