歌词
Oh yeah, this song was written by
The well known and incomparable American composer
Arthur 'Big boy' Crudup
The Beethoven of rhythm and blues
It's called 'That Mean Old Frisco and that lowdown dirty Santa Fe'"
Well I'm standing, Lord I'm waiting on that lonesome whistle blow
Lord I'm standing and I'm waiting on that lonesome whistle blow (whistle blow)
Didn't leave no address
Where in the world did the woman go?
Well that mean old Frisco
Lord, that lowdown Santa Fe
Oh, that mean old Frisco
Low down, low down Santa Fe (Santa Fe)
Well I took my baby back
Lord, and blowed back after me (after me, after me)
Ain't got no (I ain't got no)
Ain't got no (I ain't got no)
Ain't got no special ride a-here (got no ride a-here)
Ain't got no special ride a-here (got no ride a-here)
I'm leaving, man I don't feel welcome here
Well that mean old Frisco
Lord, that lowdown Santa Fe
Oh, that mean old Frisco
Low down, low down Santa Fe (Santa Fe)
Well I took my baby back
Lord, and blowed back after me (after me, after me)
Lord I'm wondering (lord I'm wondering)
Yeah I'm wondering (lord I'm wondering)
Will she answer if I write, if I write
Lord I'm standing and I'm wondering
Oh will she answer if I write, if I write
And I wonder if my baby gonna make it home tonight
Well that mean old Frisco
Lord, that lowdown Santa Fe, Santa Fe
Oh, that mean old Frisco
Low down, low down Santa Fe (Santa Fe)
Well I took my baby back
Lord, and blowed back after me (after me, after me)