Paroles de France Chance

Drop down baby, just like showers of rain I hate to hear my fair brown call my name, yeah I hate to hear my fair brown call my name Well, she calls so loud, and the poor girl calls so plain Walks to the station, tears running down I got news, my baby, done left town, yeah I got news, my baby, 'cause he done blow this town Well, I got great news, my baby, he done blow this town Blues started calling me like Ronny and France Looks like that other guy won't allow me no chance, yeah Well, it looks like, to me, that other guy won't allow me all chance Hum, hum, hum