Текст песни: W. Lee O'Daniel and the Light Crust Dough Boys + перевод

Was in the town of Tulsa in the ‘30s years ago

At Cain’s Academy down in old Oklahome­—

Well, the dust was blowin' but the music was right

And W. Lee O’Daniel played all night

For the Light Crust Dough Boys and W. Lee O’Dan

We drove eighty miles through that blowin' sand--

My '37 Chevy was a-shootin' steam

Comin' up the hills just east of Pawnee

But I wouldn’t miss a dance on Saturday night

For all of them Chevys in that Detroit line—

I can hear that music in my ears

I’m ready to go and I’m shiftin' them gears

So just pass me the biscuits and give me your hand

You know you’re my honey, and you know I’m your man—

Listen to the fiddler makin' it sing

And hear the pretty notes of the guitar ring

I got no troubles, I’m feelin' no pain

I got moonshine whisky down in my veins—

So let the Light Crust Dough Boys and Old Pappy Dan

Play us a song we’ll never forget.. .

Now, they say times are rough and money is tight

But I don’t care on Saturday night—

I got no money, but I can’t sing the blues

When I feel like dancin' down in my shoes

Repeat first verse

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