Sitting in Mangrove Valley chasing light beams
Everything wanders from baby to Z
Baby, baby, pretty, young on Tuesday
Old like a rum drinking demon at tea
Baby, baby, tell me whats the matter
Why, why tell me, what’s your why now?
Tell me why will you never come home?
Tell me whats your reason if you got a good one
Everywhere I go
The people all know
Everyone is doing that rag
Everywhere I go, the people all know
Everyone is with thе rag
Take my line go fishing for a Tuesday
Maybе take my supper, eat it down by the sea
Gave my baby twenty, forty good reasons
Couldnt find any better ones in the morning at three
Rain gonna come but the rain gonna go, you know
Stepping off sharply from the rank and file
Awful cold and dark like a dungeon
Maybe get a little bit darker ’fore the day
Hipsters, tripsters
Real cool chicks, sir
Everyones doing that rag
Hipsters, tripsters, real cool chicks
Everyone is doing that rag
You neednt gild the lily, offer jewels to the sunset
No one is watching or standing in your shoes
Wash your lonely feet in the river in the morning
Everything promised is delivered to you
Dont neglect to pick up what your share is
All the winter birds are winging home now
Hey Love, go and look around you
Nothing out there you havent seen before now
Wade in the water
You never get wet
If you keep on doing that rag
Wade in the water, never get wet
If you keep on doing the rag
One-eyed jacks and the deuces are wild
The aces are crawling up and down your sleeve
Come back here, Baby Louise
And tell me the name of the game that you play
Is it all fall down?
Is it all go under?
Is it all fall down?
Is it all go under?
Is it all fall down?
Is it all go under?
Doo-doo-doo-doo, doo-doo-doo-doo-doo
Doo-doo-doo-doo, doo-doo-doo-doo
Da-da-da-da-da, doo-doo-doo-doo-doo
Everywhere I go, the people all know
Everybodys doing that rag