| When you’ve got no more assurance
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| Than a great big hunk of lead
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| If you don’t respond to romance
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| Jack, you’re dead!
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| When a chick is smiling at you
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| Even though there’s nothing said
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| If you stand there like a statue
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| Jack, you’re dead!
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| You’ve been always kicking
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| But you stubbed your toes
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| When you ups and kicks the bucket
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| Just like old man Mose
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| When you get no kicks from loving
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| And you blow your top instead
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| It’s a fact that you ain’t living
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| Jack, you’re dead!
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| If you just ain’t got nobody
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| Since you’ve gone and lost your head
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| Rigor Mortis has set in daddy
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| Jack, you’re dead!
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| What’s the use of having muscles
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| When your life hangs by a thread
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| If you ain’t got no red corpuscles
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| Jack, you’re dead!
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| You’ve been always kicking
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| But you stubbed your toes
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| When you ups and kicks the bucket
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| Just like old man Mose
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| When you get no kicks from loving
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| And the news begins to spread
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| All the cats will holler, «Murder!»
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| Jack, you’re dead!
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| All the breaths leaked out of you
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| When your friends gather round the bed
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| And look at you and say, «Um, um, um, don’t he look natural»
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| When that happens to you, daddy
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| Jack, you’re dead! |
Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Jack, You're Dead, artist - Louis Jordan and his Tympany Five. Album song Disc C: 1944-1946, in the genre Традиционный джаз