Fat Mama Brown

Info

Översättningen av ”Fat mammy brown” gjordes med tanke på en eventuell utländsk repertoar, men användes aldrig.

År

1957

Sammanhang

Inspelad i studio cirka 1957

Sångare

Brita Borg till Allan Johanssons orkester

Övrigt

PR-s CD9 (Tänk vilken glädje!)

Text

Call the army! Call the navy! Call the cops and firemen too,
´cause I just got my freedom and I´m telling what I´ll do!
But one thing is for certain: (I´m) gonna celebrate tonight,
so stand aside, dear brother, ´cause I might be dynamite!

They call me Fat Mama Brown, the biggest gal in town,
and I´m carrying the thoughts for one I used to call my own.
Just call me Fat Mama Brown, the biggest gal in town,
and I´m painting up the town that let me down.

Take a lesson here, dear sister, listen to my tale of woe!
I´ve lost my lulling daddy; Now I´ve got no place to go!
So if your man is faithful, don´t you dare to let him roam!
Don´t ever let him ramble! Tie him up and keep him home!

They call me Fat Mama Brown, the biggest gal in town,
and I´m carrying the thoughts for one I used to call my own.
Just call me Fat Mama Brown, the biggest gal in town,
and I´m painting up the town that let me down.

If you care to join me, brother, bring your pocketbook along!
We´ll do the town together, have some wine and that old song.
But when the party´s over we will have to say ”I do”!
´Cause I can´t forget my daddy, no, no matter what we do!

They call me Fat Mama Brown, the biggest gal in town,
and I´m carrying the thoughts for one I used to call my own.
Just call me Fat Mama Brown, the biggest gal in town,
and I´m painting up the town that let me down.