Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Ida Red Like To Boogie, artist - Bob Wills & His Texas Playboys. Date of issue: 16.07.2001
Song language: English
Ida Red Like To Boogie |
| 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 |