歌詞

Hello there Geechie. Hello there Slack. What are you doing down here? I'm just down here trying to play these boys the new Cock Robin. Let me hear it, then. I picked poor Robin clean, I picked poor Robin clean I picked his head, picked his feet I would a picked his body but it wasn't fit to eat I picked poor Robin clean, picked poor Robin clean And I'll be satisfied having a family Lord, did that jaybird laugh when I picked poor Robin clean Poor Robin clean, picked poor Robin clean Oh did that jaybird laugh when I picked poor Robin clean And I'll be satisfied having a family Get off my money, and don't get funny 'Cause I'm a nigger, I don't cut no figure Then old Miss Sadie, she is my baby And I'm a hustling coon, that's just what I am You bet I picked poor Robin clean Picked poor Robin clean, picked poor Robin clean I picked his head, picked his feet I would a picked his body but it wasn't fit to eat Picked poor Robin clean, picked poor Robin clean And I'll be satisfied having a family Won't be long now I picked poor Robin clean, picked poor Robin clean Picked his head, picked his feet I would a picked his body but it wasn't fit to eat I picked poor Robin clean, picked poor Robin clean And I'll be satisfied having a family
Writer(s): Geeshie Wiley Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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