Songtext von Atlanta Blues

A bed five points, talkin', daddy and me Just one square away from old peach tree, peach tree Possession's nine points of the law, used to be Five and nine are fourteen points and yet they took my man from me! I know that I'd be satisfied If I could grab a train and ride! If I make and matter with no place to go Just make me a pallet on your floor! Well, give everybody my regards I'm comin' in if I have to ride the rods! I'll grab me an armful of train before you know So make me a pallet on your floor! Oh I'll make me a pallet on your floor I'll make me a pallet on your floor Now here's one thing I want you to know I'll make me a little bitty pallet on your floor!