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Bài hát stackerlee do ca sĩ Bama thuộc thể loại Blues/jazz. Tìm loi bai hat stackerlee - Bama ngay trên Nhaccuatui. Nghe bài hát Stackerlee chất lượng cao 320 kbps lossless miễn phí.
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Now Stocker Lee, he was a bad man. He wanted the whole round world to know. He told it ain't thirty to twenty, and a smokeless forty-four. Now Stocker Lee, Lord and Billy Lyon, they was gambling early one day. Stocker Lee lose his money, and he throwed the cards away. Now Stocker Lee, he told Billy Lyon, Billy I'm sure gonna take your life. You have win my money's deck, and I found a fire will die. Now Billy Lyon, he told Stocker Lee, he said, Stock, please don't take my life. I have two little children, and my poor little wheelie wife. Now one of them is a boy, Stock, and the other one is a girl. But if you love your children, Billy Lyon, you will have to meet them in the other world. Now Stocker Lee, he told Billy Lyon, Billy I thought you was a gambling man. You know you'll pass lives in a second, and you know you done filed your hands. Now Stocker Lee, he shot Billy Lyon, way down on their ballroom floor. It was early one morning, just about fifteen to four. Now Billy Lyon, mother she come running, she said, Lord have mercy on my son. Poor Billy Lyon done got murdered, and I know he didn't have his gun. Alberta, Lord Alberta, baby don't you hear me calling you. But you three times seven Alberta, and you know what you want to do. I'm gonna call up the undertaker, Lord I'm gonna ring up Mr. Moss. I'm gonna ask those people, what will Alberta's funeral cost. I want a two hundred dollar coffin, Lord I want a hundred dollars. And that will put Alberta, I know, six feet under. Now give me water, Lord when I'm thirsty. Honey give me whiskey when I'm dry. Give me Alberta when I need her, and heaven when I die. Now when I get all up in glory, Lord I'm gonna sit down on the golden stool. And I'm gonna ask Saint Gable to blow me the word blue.

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