Somethin' More (Includes The Pool Game)
Jelly?
Jack!
My partner!
My man!
Hey everybody
Meet my ace boon coon
Jack the bear
How yall doing?
Jack and me first met
While ridin' the rails to anywhere other than where we was from
Got no lunch (Ain't got no dinner)
Pockets thin (And gettin' thinner)
Got no bed 'cept the floor
(No that ain't it, there's somethin' more)
Henry Ford, he's gettin' richer
Why not us? You get the picture
Well, what the hell we waitin' for?
So let us get us somethin' more
Lots of suits
The handmade kind
Wear six a day if I've a mind
Shoes that fit
Living fat in a big white comfortable bed
Brand-new towns
New way of talkin'
Ride the rails instead of walkin'
Forget the old us
Out in the cold us
Forget what we ain't had before
Time to hustle us
Somethin' more
Somethin' more
Somethin'
Nine ball, in the pocket
Who's got the game?
Ten ball, in the pocket
Smooth, baby!
You, missed the pocket
Next
I believe that's me
Yeah, I think that's me
I'mma hit this ball
That's gonna hit both them balls
And they both gonna go in
I hope
Seven five, in the pocket
Now that's how you play pool!
I'll do the same thing again
But I'm gonna look at you when I do it this time
Four three, in the pocket
Jelly, that's all right!
I don't know how that happened
I believe that's the game, gents
Eight ball
Good idea
Take it home now
Take it home now
This money
Take it home now
Hot Almighty! Jelly, you all right?
Did I get it in there?
Smooth as silk! Let's go get paid!
That's my money
Wait a minute. That's my money!
Since Grandma kicked him out the door
(He wants somethin' more, he wants somethin' more)
He don't play his music like he done before
(He wants somethin' more, he wants somethin' more)
He got an empty space inside of him and he's out to fill it to the brim
With a handout
A hustle
A five-dollar hole
From a Cincinnati cathouse to a dive in Monroe
Creole boy wants more, more
More, more
More, more, more, more
In a sporting house down Nanches' way
Jack and Jelly start to play
Jack pulls off a poker ploy
While Jelly's inside, spreading joy
In Mobile, we do mean 'Bama
Almost swung a chain-gang hammer
Judge said four years
We said no years! So long, 'Bama
Gotta scram-ah!
Ooh yeah, ooh yeah
Ba-da-ba-da-ba-da-ba
Left Kentucky, feeling lucky
Turning Nashville into cashville
Sittin' pretty in Yazoo City
Put some juice in Tuscaloose!
Every day along the way
Gettin' smarter
Gettin' quicker
Smoother, better, sharper, slicker
Good times knocking at our door
Somethin' more, somethin' more
Somethin' more, somethin' more
Jack, pack your bags and a new attitude, man
We heading for Chicago!
Man, they got buildings there as high as the Tower of Babel
Trains that fly like Ezekiel's wheel
And women, Jack! Oh, Lord
Women like Bathsheba!
Just love to be touched in all the wrong places, too
Somethin' more, somethin' more
Somethin' more, somethin' more
Chicago (That's where the money's flying)
Chicago (That's where the music's swinging)
Chicago, Chicago, Chicago, yeah
Jack!
My partner!
My man!
Hey everybody
Meet my ace boon coon
Jack the bear
How yall doing?
Jack and me first met
While ridin' the rails to anywhere other than where we was from
Got no lunch (Ain't got no dinner)
Pockets thin (And gettin' thinner)
Got no bed 'cept the floor
(No that ain't it, there's somethin' more)
Henry Ford, he's gettin' richer
Why not us? You get the picture
Well, what the hell we waitin' for?
So let us get us somethin' more
Lots of suits
The handmade kind
Wear six a day if I've a mind
Shoes that fit
Living fat in a big white comfortable bed
Brand-new towns
New way of talkin'
Ride the rails instead of walkin'
Forget the old us
Out in the cold us
Forget what we ain't had before
Time to hustle us
Somethin' more
Somethin' more
Somethin'
Nine ball, in the pocket
Who's got the game?
Ten ball, in the pocket
Smooth, baby!
You, missed the pocket
Next
I believe that's me
Yeah, I think that's me
I'mma hit this ball
That's gonna hit both them balls
And they both gonna go in
I hope
Seven five, in the pocket
Now that's how you play pool!
I'll do the same thing again
But I'm gonna look at you when I do it this time
Four three, in the pocket
Jelly, that's all right!
I don't know how that happened
I believe that's the game, gents
Eight ball
Good idea
Take it home now
Take it home now
This money
Take it home now
Hot Almighty! Jelly, you all right?
Did I get it in there?
Smooth as silk! Let's go get paid!
That's my money
Wait a minute. That's my money!
Since Grandma kicked him out the door
(He wants somethin' more, he wants somethin' more)
He don't play his music like he done before
(He wants somethin' more, he wants somethin' more)
He got an empty space inside of him and he's out to fill it to the brim
With a handout
A hustle
A five-dollar hole
From a Cincinnati cathouse to a dive in Monroe
Creole boy wants more, more
More, more
More, more, more, more
In a sporting house down Nanches' way
Jack and Jelly start to play
Jack pulls off a poker ploy
While Jelly's inside, spreading joy
In Mobile, we do mean 'Bama
Almost swung a chain-gang hammer
Judge said four years
We said no years! So long, 'Bama
Gotta scram-ah!
Ooh yeah, ooh yeah
Ba-da-ba-da-ba-da-ba
Left Kentucky, feeling lucky
Turning Nashville into cashville
Sittin' pretty in Yazoo City
Put some juice in Tuscaloose!
Every day along the way
Gettin' smarter
Gettin' quicker
Smoother, better, sharper, slicker
Good times knocking at our door
Somethin' more, somethin' more
Somethin' more, somethin' more
Jack, pack your bags and a new attitude, man
We heading for Chicago!
Man, they got buildings there as high as the Tower of Babel
Trains that fly like Ezekiel's wheel
And women, Jack! Oh, Lord
Women like Bathsheba!
Just love to be touched in all the wrong places, too
Somethin' more, somethin' more
Somethin' more, somethin' more
Chicago (That's where the money's flying)
Chicago (That's where the music's swinging)
Chicago, Chicago, Chicago, yeah
Credits
Writer(s): Ferd Morton, Susan Birkenhead
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