Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Thief In The Night - Original, artist - Ethel Waters. Album song Ethel Waters Selected Favorites Volume 9, in the genre Блюз
Date of issue: 19.06.2006
Record label: CHARLY
Song language: English
Thief In The Night - Original |
Slinky Johnson, if I just had you here |
To tell you what’s on my mind |
I ain’t seen you in the best of a year |
But I understand your kind |
You’ll come repenting for the way you carried on |
Hoping I’ll be relentin' and let bygones be gone |
Though I love you still, our love affair’s through |
I ain’t takin' no chances with you |
You’re just a thief in the night |
Nothin' but a thief in the night |
You came without a warnin' |
And left before the mornin' broke through |
I never knew I wouldn’t see you again |
You’re an education in men |
The one I had believed in |
Turned out to be a thief in the night |
And oh how I’ve worried and fretted |
And got myself in a pet |
Wishin' we’d never met |
Mopin' and hopin' and swearin' I’d square a pound yet |
Folks declare my eyes are always wet |
Because a thief in the night |
Stole my heart and vanished from sight |
I knew I’d come to grievin' |
Believin' in a thief in the night |
Come in… so it’s you, Slinky Johnson! |
Turned up again like an imitation penny. |
Boy, you’re lookin' mighty sharp! |
You musta hit the numbers! |
I ain’t jettin', I know you couldn’t thumb your way across all that water and |
get to Paris. |
Just a minute, don’t start off callin' me 'Ruby'. |
My name has changed: I’m now known as 'Madame Roberta,' the celebrated |
cortesian. |
Here, here! |
Don’t try warmin' up to me! |
Take it easy, Greasy, you’ve got a long way to slide! |
Far as I’m concerned, you’re just a lost ball in the high weeds. |
What? |
Give you another chance? |
And go back on the release? |
Never no chance, you dirty, double-crossin' h-comrade new-earthworm! |
You’re everything that begins with the letter 'S' and the letter 'B'! |
So you can’t take it, huh? |
Well, if you don’t like the way I’m beatin' up my gums, let the doorknob hit ya |
in the middle o' the back! |
And don’t go braggin' around Harlem you had an affair with me! |
Affair with me, Hell! |
If you call that little thing an 'affair'! |
You’re just a thief in the night |
Stole my heart and vanished from sight |
I knew I’d come to grievin' |
Believin' in a thief in the night! |