Sonny Terry & Brownie McGhee lyrics

That Good Old Jelly blues lyrics

Well, look at jelly roll baker, now,
Let me be your slave,
Gambler blows his trumpet,
I would rise from my grave,
F'r some good old jelly,
Yes, that good old jelly roll,
Well, it's good for the young,
Yes, an' it's good for the old.
Well, she says: Can I put in an order
Three weeks ahead?
I'd rather have yo' jelly roll
Than my home cooked bread,
'Cause I love good old jelly,
Yes, that good old jelly roll.
She says: It does me so much good,
Well, deep down in my soul.
Well, you know a lady walked up and asked me:
Talk me how to bake jelly roll.
Said: Nobody missed just a gift from my soul.
Bake good old jelly,
Yes, that good old jelly roll,
Well, it's just like Maxwell house coffee,
It does me good deep down in my soul.
Well, you know I was sentenced for murder,
Murder in the first degree,
Judge's wife called up,
Said: Let that man, Brownie go free,
'Cause he's a jelly roll baker,
Yes, bakes the best jelly roll in town,
He's the only man that can bake jelly roll,
Hmmm, with his damper down.
Well, now's a soldier in hospital in a war,
He was shot all full of holes,
The nurse walked up and let the man to die,
To get some good old jelly roll,
'Cause she loves good old jelly,
Oh, that good old jelly roll,
She said: I'd rather let that man lose his life,
Yes, not to miss my good old jelly roll.