It Don't Do A Thing For Me

     
 

Lucky lives upon a mountain
High above the noise and fray
She asked me up to see her mountain
It's nice but I don't care to stay
She has china like rose petals
Serve you up the rarest tea
She'll burn the sweetest perfume oil
It don't do a thing for me
It don't do a thing for me

You should see old Lucky's mansion
Holy cow it sure is swell
Servants run to wait on Lucky
At the ringing of a bell
Every lamp burns oh so brightly
Dazzlin' for the eye to see
They shine like jewels in their caskets
It don't do a thing for me, no
It don't do a thing for me

Lucky girl I love you madly
How I wish that you would follow me
Headin' out through your fancy doorway
Carved from out a single tree
I must have a finer mansion
One where I can live for free
Hey Lucky's house is nice and all but
It don't do a thing for me
It don't do a thing for me
It don't do a thing for me


Talk Memphis -Reissue Bonus

 
© 1981 Jesse Winchester             "It Don't Do A Thing For Me"
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