Can´T Help Lovin´Dat Man - Ella Fitzgerald, Джордж Гершвин

Oh listen, sister

I love my mister man

And I can’t tell yo' why

Dere ain’t no reason

Why I should love dat man

It must be sumpin' dat de angels done plan

Fish got to swim, birds got to fly

I got to love one man till I die

Can’t help lovin' dat man of mine

Tell me he’s lazy, tell me he’s slow

Tell me I’m crazy (maybe I know)

Can’t help lovin' dat man of mine

When he goes away

Dat’s a rainy day

But when he comes back dat day is fine

De sun will shine!

He kin come home as late as kin be

Home widout him ain’t no home to me

Can’t help lovin' dat man of mine

My man is shif’less

An' good for nuthin' too

(He's mah man jes' de same)

He’s never round here

When dere is work to do

He’s never round here when dere’s workin' to do

De chimbley’s smokin'

De roof is leakin' in

But he don’t seem to care

He kin be happy

Wid jes' a sip of gin

Ah even love him when his kisses got gin!

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