Make Me a Pallet Songtext
von The Journeymen

I′d be more than satisfied
If I could catch a train and ride
If I reach Atlanta with no place to go
Make me a pallet on your floor

Make me a pallet on your floor
Make me a pallet on your floor
Make it soft, make it low
So my good gal would never know
Make me a pallet on your floor

Come all yee good time friends of mine
Come all yee good time friends of mine
When I had a dollar, you treated me so fine
Where'd you go when I only had a dime?


Make me a pallet on your floor
Make me a pallet on your floor
Make it soft, make it low
So my good gal would never know
Make me a pallet on your floor

These blues is everywhere I see
Worried blues is everywhere I see
The blues is all around me and there are everywhere I see
Nobody has had these blues like me

Make me a pallet on your floor
Make me a pallet on your floor
Make it soft, make it low
So my good gal would never know
Make me a pallet on your floor

Make it soft, make it low
So my good gal would never know
Make me a pallet on your floor
Make it soft, make it low
So my good gal would never know
Make me a pallet on your floor