Текст песни Joe Friday

It was late one Friday evenin', it began to rain and snow Letter from my baby, say, she ain't comin' home no mo' I gotta call up Joe Friday and put him on my baby's trail I'm 'on' get all hold of it if I have to break loose from jail She left here flyin' in a '38 Cadillac, Had a funny, funny feeling, the li'l girl ain't comin' back I gotta call up Joe Friday and put him on my baby's trail I'm 'on' get all hold of it if I have to break loose from jail Said, I called up Boat (?) and Black, Dick Tracy, don't you know Crazy 'bout you, baby, don't know where the world you go I gotta call up Joe Friday and put him on my baby's trail I'm 'on' get all hold of it if I have to break loose from jail Well, baby said she's gone where the chilly winds don't blow She ain't done a-followed (?) (…) where he c… (?) I gotta call up Joe Friday and put him on my baby's trail I'm 'on' get all hold of it if I have to break loose from jail Well, if you see that woman, won't you tell her this for me Since she hit the highway I'm just as blue as I can be I gotta call up Joe Friday and put him on my baby's trail I'm 'on' get all hold of it if I have to break loose from jail