[00:00.00] 作词 : Eric Charles Bibb
[00:00.33] 作曲 : Eric Charles Bibb
[00:00.67]Tell Riley, Baby, next time he come to town
[00:07.01]If he needs somewhere to lay – lay his body down
[00:14.35]Tell Riley he’s welcome to stay –
[00:19.46]Mark my words, he’s gonna be big someday
[00:25.75]I’m leavin’ Memphis – Ol’ Booker’s got to go
[00:31.95]Mister Melrose sent a telegram from Chicago
[00:39.11]That’s the man makin’ records on me –
[00:43.76]Wants to make some more –
[00:46.96]Gonna sing my song ‘til my throat gets sore
[00:52.56]So, Tell Riley, Baby, next time he come to town
[00:59.20]If he needs somewhere to lay – lay his pallet down
[01:06.10]Tell Riley he’s welcome to stay –
[01:11.60]Mark my words, he’s gonna be big someday
[01:17.37]Foldn’ money an’ a fancy dress for your when I get back
[01:24.47]Sho’ beats workin’ on Parchman Farm –
[01:28.97]That’s a natural fact –
[01:31.97]Lester Melrose, he fixed my parole
[01:36.97]I thank him with my heart an’ soul
[01:40.47]I’m so glad to be a free man again
[01:46.37]Tell Riley, Baby, next time he come to town
[01:52.97]If he needs somewhere to lay – lay his pallet down
[02:00.07]Tell Riley Uncle Booker said he could stay –
[02:05.17]An’ mark my words – mark my words – mark my words
[02:11.37]He’ll B.B. King someday

作词 : Eric Charles Bibb
作曲 : Eric Charles Bibb
Tell Riley, Baby, next time he come to town
If he needs somewhere to lay – lay his body down
Tell Riley he’s welcome to stay –
Mark my words, he’s gonna be big someday
I’m leavin’ Memphis – Ol’ Booker’s got to go
Mister Melrose sent a telegram from Chicago
That’s the man makin’ records on me –
Wants to make some more –
Gonna sing my song ‘til my throat gets sore
So, Tell Riley, Baby, next time he come to town
If he needs somewhere to lay – lay his pallet down
Tell Riley he’s welcome to stay –
Mark my words, he’s gonna be big someday
Foldn’ money an’ a fancy dress for your when I get back
Sho’ beats workin’ on Parchman Farm –
That’s a natural fact –
Lester Melrose, he fixed my parole
I thank him with my heart an’ soul
I’m so glad to be a free man again
Tell Riley, Baby, next time he come to town
If he needs somewhere to lay – lay his pallet down
Tell Riley Uncle Booker said he could stay –
An’ mark my words – mark my words – mark my words
He’ll B.B. King someday