Текст (слова) песни: Billie Holiday - YOU`RE JUST A NO ACCOUNT
S. Cahn / S. Chaplin
You`re just a no account You never will amount to nothin` at all When there is work to do and someone yells for you You don`t hear them call The Good Lord set aside his Sundays For folks to rest More that one day`s rest is wrong You start restin` Sunday and rest so hard You`re tired the whole week long You`re just a no account You never will amount to nothin` at all
I just can`t figure how each time you milk the cow The tit gets so small We got machines to do your work for you But you won`t press the button on the wall You`re just a no account You never will amount to nothin` at all
You`re just a no account You never will amount to nothin`al all I just can`t figure how each time you milk the cow The tit gets so small We got machines to do your work for you But you won`t press the button on the wall You`re just a no account You never will amount to nothin` at all
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