[00:00.00] 作词 : Chris Smith / Henry Troy / Clarence Williams
[00:00.56] 作曲 : Chris Smith / Henry Troy / Clarence Williams
[00:01.13]Cake Walkin' Babies （From Home） Lyrics
[00:01.47]Bessie Smith
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[00:10.62]Cake walkers may come, cake walkers may go,
[00:15.62]but I wanna tell you 'bout a couple I know
[00:21.75]High steppin' pair, Debonair
[00:27.30]When it comes for bus'ness not a soul can compare
[00:32.83]Here they come, look at 'em, demonstratin',
[00:38.55]goin' some, ain't they syncopatin'?
[00:44.34]Talk of the town, teasin' brown pickin' 'em up and layin' 'em down
[00:55.03]Dancin' fools ain't they demonstratin'?
[00:59.83]They're a class of their own
[01:04.65]Now the only way to win is to cheat 'em,
[01:10.67]you may tie 'em but you'll never beat 'em
[01:15.89]Strut your stuff
[01:20.43]they're the cake walkin' babies from home
[01:29.63]
[02:16.98]goin' some, ain't they demonstratin'?
[02:23.49]Talk of the town, teasin' brown pickin' 'em up and layin' 'em down
[02:33.22]Dancin' fools ain't they syncopatin'
[02:38.39]They're a class of their own
[02:48.03]Now the only way to win is to cheat 'em,
[02:54.25]you may tie 'em but you'll never beat 'em
[02:59.54]Strut your stuff, strut your stuff, cake walkin' babies from home
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作词 : Chris Smith / Henry Troy / Clarence Williams
作曲 : Chris Smith / Henry Troy / Clarence Williams
Cake Walkin' Babies （From Home） Lyrics
Bessie Smith
Cake walkers may come, cake walkers may go,
but I wanna tell you 'bout a couple I know
High steppin' pair, Debonair
When it comes for bus'ness not a soul can compare
Here they come, look at 'em, demonstratin',
goin' some, ain't they syncopatin'?
Talk of the town, teasin' brown pickin' 'em up and layin' 'em down
Dancin' fools ain't they demonstratin'?
They're a class of their own
Now the only way to win is to cheat 'em,
you may tie 'em but you'll never beat 'em
Strut your stuff
they're the cake walkin' babies from home
goin' some, ain't they demonstratin'?
Talk of the town, teasin' brown pickin' 'em up and layin' 'em down
Dancin' fools ain't they syncopatin'
They're a class of their own
Now the only way to win is to cheat 'em,
you may tie 'em but you'll never beat 'em
Strut your stuff, strut your stuff, cake walkin' babies from home