Lonnie Johnson "I Got The Best Jelly Roll In Town � Part 2 (1930)" |
She said, �Mr. Jelly Roll Baker, let me be your slave, When Gabriel blow his trumpet, I will rise from my grave, For some of your good jelly roll, ah, your good jelly roll. �Cause it is good for the sick, and the young and old.� I was sentenced for murder in the first degree. The judge's wife called on the phone and said, �Let that man go free! He's a jelly roll baker, and he's the best in town. He's the only man can bake, with his damper down.� There was a man in the hospital, shot all full of hole. The nurse left the man dyin' to get some good jelly roll. She says, �I love good jelly, ah, your good jelly roll. I'd rather let him lose his life, than to miss my good jelly roll.� Lady says, �Who learnt you to bake that good jelly roll?� I says, �No one Miss, it's just a gift from my soul, To bake good jelly, ah, that good jelly roll. She says, �I love your jelly, its done me good way down in my soul.� �Mr. can I put in a order for two weeks ahead? I'd rather have your jellyroll than my home-cooked bread. I love your jelly, your good jellyroll. It's just like Maxwell House coffee, it good to my very soul.� Lyric from www.lyricmania.com |