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AUSFÜHRENDE KÜNSTLER:INNEN
The Spinners
The Spinners
Künstler:in
Linda Creed
Linda Creed
Begleitgesang
Jack Faith
Jack Faith
Altsaxofon
Barbara Ingram
Barbara Ingram
Begleitgesang
Carla Benson
Carla Benson
Begleitgesang
Bob Babbitt
Bob Babbitt
Bass
Yvette Benton
Yvette Benton
Begleitgesang
Ronnie Baker
Ronnie Baker
Bassgitarre
Larry Washington
Larry Washington
Congas
Andrew Smith
Andrew Smith
Schlagzeug
Danny Davis
Danny Davis
Waldhorn
Joe DeAngelis
Joe DeAngelis
Waldhorn
Milt Phibbs
Milt Phibbs
Waldhorn
Bobby Eli
Bobby Eli
Gitarre
Don Murray
Don Murray
Gitarre
Tony Bell
Tony Bell
Gitarre
Walter Pfeil
Walter Pfeil
Harfe
Tom Kennery
Tom Kennery
Pedal-Steel-Gitarre
Don Renaldo & His Swingin' Strings
Don Renaldo & His Swingin' Strings
Streichinstrumente
Bobby Moore
Bobby Moore
Posaune
Ed Cascarella
Ed Cascarella
Posaune
Freddie Joiner
Freddie Joiner
Posaune
Richard Genovese
Richard Genovese
Posaune
Bobby Hartzell
Bobby Hartzell
Trompete
Rocco Bene
Rocco Bene
Trompete
Billy Henderson
Billy Henderson
Tenor
Bobby Smith
Bobby Smith
Tenor
Henry Fambrough
Henry Fambrough
Bariton
Pervis Jackson
Pervis Jackson
Bass
Philippe Wynn
Philippe Wynn
Tenor
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Thom Bell
Thom Bell
Komponist:in
Linda Creed
Linda Creed
Arrangeur:in
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
Linda Creed
Linda Creed
Produzent:in
Don Murray
Don Murray
Mischtechniker:in
Tom Dwyer
Tom Dwyer
Mastering-Ingenieur:in
Jim Gallagher
Jim Gallagher
Aufnahmeingenieur:in

Lyrics

A princess dressed in dirty rags
Pretty dresses on her back she never had
Folks say she don't know right from wrong
But to me her smile lights up the dawn
Oh, Lazy Susan
Won't you sing your songs for me?
Lazy Susan
Girl, we could sing in harmony
Lazy Susan
Oh, won't you come on home with me?
Yeah
Her daddy died when she was born
Her momma works the mill the whole day long
But Lazy Susan never worked to live
She just sings her songs strummin' with her guitar pick
Oh, Lazy Susan
Won't you sing your songs for me?
Lazy Susan
Girl, we could sing in harmony
Lazy Susan
Oh, won't you come on home with me?
Well well well
Some day I'm gonna make her mine
Gonna change her rags to silk
Make her look like a lady refined
I won't let 'em laugh at her no more
Gonna make people look at her
Like they never did before
Oh, Lazy Susan
I know you wanna live there
'Cause you ain't been goin' nowhere
I know your momma and your daddy both don't know
Yeah, oh
It may get late, girl
'Cause you're moving slow
But I know real good lovin'
Can rearrange your life
And when we get it together, girl
You can be my wife
You see, I got this forty acres
Down by the Johnsons' creek
I done bought me a brand new tractor
And we can grow all the food we need
I never done been, but we're goin' to Memphis City
And you could buy colored dresses
And make yourself look real pretty
I can tell, no, you're not lazy
The folks just don't know
You like to take life real slow, baby
Written by: Thom Bell
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