Jim Kweskin - Hannah текст песни

I'm still at the door, and I'm chilled to the core
Hannah, darling baby, take me back once more
Out in the snow, I'm shivering so
My strings are rattling in the breezes that blow
Hannah be nice, 'cause I done not twice
Let me in there child, you know I'm cold as ice
From there too, I smell a chicken stew
Hannah I love only you

Ohhhhhhhhhhhhh, Hannah, Hannah
Hannah won't you open that door
Hannah, Hannah won't you change your manner
This is old Bill Johnson, don't you love me no more
I plead, 'cause I need,
That place behind the stove that I used to have before
Now, Hannah! (knocks on guitar body)
Oh, Hannah! (knocks on microphone)
Why the Devil don't you open that door

Let me in please, honest I'll freeze
I'll catch the grip again and I'm starting to freeze
I'm gonna start crying, it's a low down crime
She's singing a song about the Old Summertime
Frostbit feet, my nose is like a beet
Let me in there Hannah, you know I need some heat
I love you still, and I always will
Hannah, Oh Hannah, this is Bill

Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh, Hannah, Hannah
Hannah won't you open that door
Hannah, Hannah won't you change your manner
This is old Bill Johnson, don't you love me no more
I plead, 'cause I need,
That place behind the stove that I used to have before
Now, Hannah! (knocks on guitar body)
Oh, Hannah! (knocks on microphone)
Why the Devil don't you open that door