Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Overture No. 3, artist - Bing Crosby.
Date of issue: 11.07.2013
Song language: English
Overture No. 3 |
Clifton James — drums, Jerome Green — maracas & vocal |
Otis Spann — piano. |
Recorded October 1956, Chicago. |
B0009231−02 Hipo Select (Geffen) 2007 |
Spoken Story: |
I was drivin' home on the boulevard |
Late one night, when I spied a guy over |
On the corner, bummin' all alone. |
Now, as I passed him by I heard him holler out, 'Hey! |
' |
I slowed down, see what he said |
He hollers-a, 'A-by any chance are you goin' my way? |
' |
I say, 'Why sho' baby, hop on in and gimme a cigarette' |
Just then he reached down in his pockets |
And that was the moment I regret. |
Sings: |
He hollered, 'Reach for the sky' |
I said, 'But I don’t understand, sir? |
' |
'Don't try no monkey business |
I’ve got a stopper in my hand' |
Spoken: |
And then, he says-a, 'A-look-here, you see this here |
I got in my hand, this is a.38 pistol, built on a.45 frame |
Shoots tombstone bullets and a ball and chain'. |
He said, 'Now, I ain’t tryin' to shake you up' |
(And I) 'But I just want you to know, if the cops |
Start to crowd me any, you gon' be the first to go' |
'So, now look-here, don’t even look back |
You just drive on just like ain’t nothin' happenin' |
That’s what he told me. |
He wouldn’t even let me look |
Back at nothin'. |
He say, 'When I get to that red light' he wanted me |
To go to my left and then jump back to my right. |
He says, 'Now-a, I want you to drive up in that alley.' |
'Uh-uh, not in that alley, that, that one over there' |
'And cool it behind that liquor sto' and keep a sharp |
Lookout at all times while I sneak in that back do'. |
That’s what he told me! |
He say, 'Keep my foot on the gas and always |
Be on guard, 'cause when he come runnin' out there |
Wit' all that money, he wanted me to mash on it real hard! |
He said, 'Now, don’t let him come out a-d'ere and find me |
A-double-crossed' Because he’d murder when the heat’s on. |
Sings: |
Reach for the sky |
I said, 'But I don’t understand, sir' |
Don’t try no monkey business |
I’ve got the stopper in my hand |
Ooo-we, while I was sittin' there just s’ramblin' |
A spotlight hit me dead in the face. |
The cop pulled up behind me and said |
'Move up alittle bit, man, for we wanna take your place' |
And then this guy come runnin' outta the sto' |
With the money in his hand and said, 'Oh, there you are! |
' |
Ha, he made a mistake in the dark and ran and leaped |
In the police car. |
When they put the handcuffs on him |
I said, 'Child, yo' crime have outgrew him' |
And then they said, 'Yeah, we gonna' put him |
So far back in jail this time, 'till they gonna have |
To pump air into him. |