「歌曲」Barrelhouse Music-mildred bailey

Down in Alabama in the Revenue Mountains
Laughing water comes out of strange fountains
And when the evening sun goes down
Come yes on down to Barrelhouse Town
There's a dim lighted tavern
Known as Mammy's Rest
Folks down in Bam will tell you
That it's Mammy's place that they love the best
Theres a sweet tone piano
Worn by many thumbs
And there's a fellow that plays it
That uses his pedal for drums
If you come down to Birmingham
With nary a place to go
Fond a man called Cactus Sam
Tell him you wanna go barrelhouse
That's all he needs to know
Be there for supper
Or a plate of barbecue
And this along with the music
Will make a barrelhouse man of you
What I mean is
You will have that lowdown feeling too
If you find yourself in Birmingham
Without a place to go
Come on down to my house
Make a palette on the floor
I'll have you meet some southern gal
A-gentle sweet and kind
There words for your music
And music for your mind
Let's go barrelhouse
Let's go barrelhouse
Let's go barrelhouse
All night long