歌曲名 Old Folks 歌手名 Mildred Bailey+Her Orchestra

作词：Willard Robison+Dedette Lee Hill

作曲：Willard Robison+Dedette Lee Hill

Everyone knows him as old folks

Like the seasons

He'll come and he'll go

Just as free as a bird

And as good as his word

That's why everybody loves him so

Always leaving his spoon in his coffee

Put his napkin up under his chin

And his yellow cob pipe is so mellow

Hits right

But you needn't be ashamed of him

In the evenings after supper

What stories he would tell

How he held his speech at Gettysburg

For Lincoln that day

I know that one so well

Don't quite understand about old folks

Did he fight for the blue or the gray

But he's so diplomatic and so democratic

We always let him have his way

Then he leaves the late train at the station

Sees the widow where it so would do

Well he is so a man every night without fail

He sneek a littel nippel or two

Every Friday he'll go fishing

Way down on bazers lake

But he only hook the purche too of way

To got away

So we warm up the stay

Oh Sunday there'll be no more old folks

What a longly old town this will be

Children's voices at play will be still for a day

The day that they take old folks away