Killer Diller Blues
These are the lyrics as I transcribed them from the record.
Whether they're perfect or not, I don't know.
I may have transposed some of them here and there.
You're welcome to check it and correct it yourself.
Take it or leave it:
Well, the ugliest li'l thing you ever see before...
He didn't be a tramp, he's a hobo.
He's a ugly li'l somethin on the scout.
He's a terrible li'l creature hush yo' mouth.
He's a awful li'l thing, he's a killer diller from the south.
Well, he walked into the store where I was at,
And in his face looked like a cryin cat.
Cause he's a ugly li'l sucker on the scout,
He's a terrible li'l creature hush yo' mouth,
He's a awful li'l thing, he's a killer diller from the south.
Well, he walked down the street lookin in a showcase,
His stacker walked out, said you can take my place.
Cause he's a ugly li'l shaver on the scout,
He's a terrible li'l somethin hush yo' mouth,
He's a awful li'l creature, he's a killer diller from the south.
Well, he walked in the hotel, ever'body left,
He looked in the glass and he smiled at his self,
I'm a ugly li'l shaver on the scout,
I'm a terrible li'l somethin hush yo' mouth,
I'm a awful li'l creature, I'm a killer diller from the south.
Blues del Asesino Diller
Estas son las letras tal como las transcribí del disco.
Ya sea que estén perfectas o no, no lo sé.
Puede que haya intercambiado algunas palabras aquí y allá.
Eres bienvenido a revisarlo y corregirlo tú mismo.
Tómalo o déjalo:
Bueno, la cosa más fea que hayas visto antes...
No era un vagabundo, era un hobo.
Es una cosa fea en busca de algo.
Es una terrible criatura, cállate la boca.
Es una cosa horrible, es un asesino diller del sur.
Bueno, entró a la tienda donde yo estaba,
Y en su rostro parecía un gato llorando.
Porque es un maldito chupasangre en busca de algo,
Es una terrible criatura, cállate la boca,
Es una cosa horrible, es un asesino diller del sur.
Bueno, caminó por la calle mirando en un escaparate,
Su compinche salió y dijo que podía ocupar su lugar.
Porque es un maldito rapaz en busca de algo,
Es una terrible criatura, cállate la boca,
Es una cosa horrible, es un asesino diller del sur.
Bueno, entró al hotel, todos se fueron,
Se miró en el espejo y sonrió a sí mismo,
Soy un maldito rapaz en busca de algo,
Soy una terrible criatura, cállate la boca,
Soy una cosa horrible, soy un asesino diller del sur.
Escrita por: Ernest Lawlars