Lyrics Can´T Help Lovin´Dat Man - Ella Fitzgerald, Джордж Гершвин

Can´T Help Lovin´Dat Man

Oh listen, sister
I love my mister man
And I can’t tell yo' why
Dere ain’t no reason
Why I should love dat man
It must be sumpin' dat de angels done plan
Fish got to swim, birds got to fly
I got to love one man till I die
Can’t help lovin' dat man of mine
Tell me he’s lazy, tell me he’s slow
Tell me I’m crazy (maybe I know)
Can’t help lovin' dat man of mine
When he goes away
Dat’s a rainy day
But when he comes back dat day is fine
De sun will shine!
He kin come home as late as kin be
Home widout him ain’t no home to me
Can’t help lovin' dat man of mine
My man is shif’less
An' good for nuthin' too
(He's mah man jes' de same)
He’s never round here
When dere is work to do
He’s never round here when dere’s workin' to do
De chimbley’s smokin'
De roof is leakin' in
But he don’t seem to care
He kin be happy
Wid jes' a sip of gin
Ah even love him when his kisses got gin!
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