Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Ida Red, artist - Asleep At The Wheel. Album song Tribute To The Music Of Bob Wills, in the genre Поп
Date of issue: 31.12.1992
Record label: Capitol Records Nashville
Song language: English
Ida Red |
Light in the parlor, fire in the grate |
Clock on the mantle says it gettin' too late |
Curtains in the window, snowy white |
on Sunday night |
Ida Red, Ida Red, I’m plum fool about Ida Red |
Ida Red, Ida Red, I’m plum fool about Ida Red |
Lamp on the table, picture on the wall |
There’s a pretty sofa and that ain’t all |
If I’m not mistaken I sure am right |
Somebody else in the parlor tonight |
Ida Red, Ida Red, I’m plum fool about Ida Red |
Ida Red, Ida Red, I’m plum fool about Ida Red |
Chicken in a bread pan pickin' out dough |
Granny, does your dog bite? |
No, child no |
Hurry up boys now, don’t you be slow |
Y’all in a girdle like you was awhile ago |
Ida Red, Ida Red, I’m plum fool about Ida Red |
Ida Red, Ida Red, I’m plum fool about Ida Red |
My old mistress promised me |
That when she died she’d set me free |
But she lived so long that her head got bald |
Took the the notion not to die at all |
Ida Red, Ida Red, I’m plum fool about Ida Red |
Ida Red, Ida Red, I’m plum fool about Ida Red |
Lights grow dim, fire’s gettin' low |
Somebody said it’s time to go |
I hear a whisper, gentle and light |
Don’t forget to come back Saturday night |
Ida Red, Ida Red, I’m plum fool about Ida Red |
Ida Red, Ida Red, I’m plum fool about Ida Red |