Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Aunt Hagar’s Blues , by - Lena Horne. Song from the album Famous Jazz Singers, in the genre Традиционный джазRelease date: 22.01.2009
Record label: Membran
Song language: English
Aunt Hagar’s Blues |
| Old Deacon Splivin, his flock was givin' |
| A way of livin' right |
| Said he, «No wingin', no ragtime singin' tonight.» |
| Up jumped Aunt Hagar, and shouted out with all her might: |
| Oh, 'tain't no use to preachin' |
| Oh, 'tain't no use to teachin'; |
| Each modulation of syncopation |
| Just tells my feet to dance and I can’t refuse |
| When I hear the melody they call the blues |
| Those ever-lovin' blues! |
| Just hear Aunt Hagar’s chillun harmonizin' to that old mournful tune! |
| It’s like choir from on high broke loose! |
| If the devil brought it, the good Lord sent it right down to me |
| Let the congregation join while I sing those lovin' Aunt Hagar’s Blues! |
| Just hear Aunt Hagar’s chillun harmonizin' to that old mournful tune! |
| It’s like choir from on high broke loose! |
| If the devil brought it, the good Lord sent it right down to me |
| Let the congregation join while I sing those lovin' Aunt Hagar’s Blues! |