Nuage d'or

I wanna tell ya somethin'
I don't know if ya got as many good women as I have
But I wanna tell you one thing
They got me on a, on a groove
Playin now I just ain't got a dime
I gonna go back and beg a while
Try and get me one
So hear when I'm callin
We'll catch it on the fly this time

Now I wanna remind you this year
This is one more standback number that I did way back in the twenties
You've got no idea man
If I start this number
Do you need it
That I did way back in the twenties
Well I call back on home there
I feel alright

Sure
Oh, yeah
Your daddy was lonely, he lovеd this song yeah
And now me I'm getting thе groove
Gettin into that bottle a corn whisky

J'imagine au ralenti
Les draps humides en pension
Cadichon qui s'échappe à la bougie
L'odeur de cirage noir de pompes à cirer
Le blouse gris taché d'encre rouge
Des fumées tristes de chicorée
Au petite déjeuner
Du pain sans beurre à tartiner
La cour de récré couverte
D'un manteau glacé
Des départs samedi non consignés

Le bruit du car qui vient me chercher
Les baisers de Janine le dimanche dans les collines
Le parfum de ma cousine
La plus jolie c'était Martine
Et je m'endors après une caresse
De mon pied gauche à mon pied droit
Et je trône sur un nuage d'or

Oh, yeah, sure
And me I'm getting the groove
Getting into that bottle a corn whisky
And this is what he liked me to play for him all the time
And now I'm getting the groove man
I feel alright

Let me do one more
Then we gonna rest it