R-315 · Artist collection
Ask Me What It Costs
Inez Cobb and the Night Porters
In the PACEX catalogue from day one.
Tracks
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01Don't Borrow My Brother3:02
[Verse 1] Everybody knows my brother Everybody knows his hands Everybody knows my brother They know exactly where he stands When the roof comes off on Sunday They all come making plans [Verse 2] Mrs. Green has got a window Mr. Brown has got a gate Mrs. Green has got a window And they say it cannot wait But my brother's got a sweetheart Who is tired of being late [Refrain] Don't borrow my brother Like a ladder from the shed He's a man with his own Sunday And a place to lay his head If you want him in the morning You can ask and let him choose Don't borrow my brother Like a tool you never lose [Verse 3] I put his coat around his shoulders I put a flower in his hand I put his coat around his shoulders Said, go and see your woman, man If somebody needs a hammer They can use their own two hands [Refrain] Don't borrow my brother Like a ladder from the shed He's a man with his own Sunday And a place to lay his head If you want him in the morning You can ask and let him choose Don't borrow my brother Like a tool you never lose [Tag] And when he does the work Pay him what it's worth
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02A Bed Too Big for the Blues3:28
[Verse 1] I bought a bed so wide They had to take the front door down I bought a bed so wide They had to take the front door down The man said where's your husband I said he isn't needed round [Verse 2] I put the pillows in the middle I put my feet out either way I put the pillows in the middle And let my feet enjoy the day For once no one was telling me How much room I ought to take [Refrain] A bed too big for the blues Too wide for a little old lie I can sleep across the morning I can roll till the tears run dry There's a place for all my dreaming There's a place for the life I choose I'm a woman of some comfort In a bed too big for the blues [Bridge] My sister came to see it She brought a magazine We read about the movie stars And ate a tangerine She said you've made your bed now I said, honey, look at this There's room for all my sorrows But no space for his foolishness [Final Refrain] A bed too big for the blues Too wide for a little old lie I can sleep across the morning I can roll till the tears run dry There's a place for all my dreaming There's a place for the life I choose And if love comes back to visit It can leave its muddy shoes
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