Lonnie Johnson "He's A Jelly Roll Baker (1942)" |
She said, �Mr. Jelly Roll Baker, let me be your slave, When Gabriel blows his trumpet, then I'll rise from my grave, For some of your good jelly roll, yes, I love good jelly roll. It is good for the sick, yes and it's good for the old.� I was sentenced for murder in the first degree, The Judge's wife call up and says, �Let that man go free! He's a Jelly Roll Baker, he's got the best jelly roll in town. He's the only man can bake jelly roll, with his damper down.� Man was in the hospital, shot all full of holes, The nurse left the man dyin' and said she �s got to get her jelly roll. Its good old jelly, she says, �I love my good jelly roll.� She said, �I'd rather let him lose his life, than to miss my good jelly roll.� Lady asked me who learnt me, how to bake good jelly roll? I said, �Nobody miss, it's just a gift from my soul, To bake good jelly roll, mmmmm, that good ol' jelly roll.� She says, �I love your jelly roll, its does me good deep down in my soul.� She says, �Can I put in a order for two weeks ahead? I'd rather have your jelly rolls than my home-cooked bread. I love your jelly, I love your good jelly roll. It's just like Maxwell House coffee, it good deep down in my soul.� Lyric from www.lyricmania.com |