Lonnie Johnson - He's A Jelly Roll Baker (1942) Lyrics

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.�