[00:00.00] 作词 : Roy Turk
[00:00.00] 作曲 : J. Russel Robinson
[00:00.00] Minnie Neal down in Beale
[00:21.93]Gave her papa the air
[00:27.27]Left him cold, got him told
[00:32.88]Said she didn't care
[00:36.84]Poor Joe, her beau
[00:42.15]Looked just like he would die
[00:47.46]If you were near him, you would hear him
[00:53.43]Start his mournful cry
[00:58.71]Beale Street papa, why don't you come back home
[01:09.54]It isn't proper to leave your mama all alone
[01:19.89]Sometimes I was cruel, that was true
[01:24.27]But papa you know mama never two-times you
[01:28.71]Ooh- ooh, I'm blue
[01:33.99]So how come you do me like you do, I'm crying
[01:39.36]Beale Street papa, don't mess around with me
[01:49.92]There's plenty of petting that I can get in Tennessee
[01:57.66]I still get my sweet cookies constantly
[02:04.14]But not the kind you serve to me
[02:08.79]So Beale Street papa, come back home
[02:51.69]So how come you do me like you do, I'm crying
[02:56.46]Beale Street papa, don't mess around with me
[03:06.36]There's plenty of petting that I can get in Tennessee
[03:13.62]I bought a rifle, razor and a knife
[03:19.62]A postal card can't save my life
[03:24.21]So Beale Street papa, come back home

作词 : Roy Turk
作曲 : J. Russel Robinson
Minnie Neal down in Beale
Gave her papa the air
Left him cold, got him told
Said she didn't care
Poor Joe, her beau
Looked just like he would die
If you were near him, you would hear him
Start his mournful cry
Beale Street papa, why don't you come back home
It isn't proper to leave your mama all alone
Sometimes I was cruel, that was true
But papa you know mama never two-times you
Ooh- ooh, I'm blue
So how come you do me like you do, I'm crying
Beale Street papa, don't mess around with me
There's plenty of petting that I can get in Tennessee
I still get my sweet cookies constantly
But not the kind you serve to me
So Beale Street papa, come back home
So how come you do me like you do, I'm crying
Beale Street papa, don't mess around with me
There's plenty of petting that I can get in Tennessee
I bought a rifle, razor and a knife
A postal card can't save my life
So Beale Street papa, come back home