Bill Monroe — Lonesome Road Blues tekst piosenki i tłumaczenie
Strona zawiera teksty i polskie tłumaczenie piosenki "Lonesome Road Blues", wykonawca: Bill Monroe.
Tekst piosenki
I’m going down this road feeling bad
I’m going down this road feeling bad
I’m going down this road feeling bad, lord, lord
And I ain’t a-gonna be treated this a-way
Down in the jailhouse on my knees
Down in the jailhouse on my knees
Down in the jailhouse on my knees, Great God
And I ain’t a-gonna be treated this a-way
They feed me on corn bread and beens
They feed me on corn bread and beens
They feed me on corn bread and beens, O lord
And I ain’t a-gonna be treated this a-way
I ain’t got no shoes on my feet
I ain’t got no shoes on my feet
I ain’t got no shoes on my feet, Lord God
And I ain’t a-gonna be treated this a-way
It takes a ten dollar shoe to fit my foot
It takes a ten dollar shoe to fit my foot
It takes a ten dollar shoe to fit my foot, Great God
And I ain’t a-gonna be treated this a-way
I’m going where the climate suits my clothes
I’m going where the climate suits my clothes
I’m going where the climate suits my clothes, O lord
And I ain’t a-gonna be treated this a-way
I’m goin' if I never get back
I’m goin' if I never get back
I’m goin' if I never get back, LOrd God
And I ain’t a-gonna be treated this a-way
Tłumaczenie tekstu piosenki
I ' m going down this road feeling bad
I ' m going down this road feeling bad
I ' m going down this road feeling bad, lord, lord
And I ain ' t a-gonna be treated this a-way
Down in the jailhouse on my knees
Down in the jailhouse on my knees
W więzieniu na kolanach, Wielki Boże.
And I ain ' t a-gonna be treated this a-way
Karmią mnie chlebem kukurydzianym i beensem.
Karmią mnie chlebem kukurydzianym i beensem.
Karmią mnie chlebem kukurydzianym i beensami, o Panie
And I ain ' t a-gonna be treated this a-way
I ain ' t got no shoes on my feet
I ain ' t got no shoes on my feet
I ain ' t got no shoes on my feet, Lord God
And I ain ' t a-gonna be treated this a-way
But za 10 dolarów pasuje mi do stopy.
But za 10 dolarów pasuje mi do stopy.
Potrzeba buta za 10 dolarów, by zmieścić moją stopę, Wielki Boże.
And I ain ' t a-gonna be treated this a-way
Idę tam, gdzie klimat pasuje do moich ubrań.
Idę tam, gdzie klimat pasuje do moich ubrań.
Idę tam, gdzie klimat mi pasuje, Panie.
And I ain ' t a-gonna be treated this a-way
I 'm goin' if I never get back
I 'm goin' if I never get back
I 'm goin' if I never get back, LOrd God
And I ain ' t a-gonna be treated this a-way