| Song | Stompin' At Mahogany Hall |
| Artist | The Manhattan Transfer |
| Album | The Spirit Of St. Louis |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Spencer Williams/Alan Paul | |
| Folks are stompin' at Mahogany Hall tonight | |
| So let me tell you 'bout this house of shame | |
| That the folks they talk and hush about | |
| Yeah.. little old hang where folks they muss all about | |
| I'm sayin it's a place of ill repute | |
| I would just stay away, if I were you | |
| Stay away, stay away, keep a stayin' away | |
| Yeah man, if you feel that lovin' is what you're all about | |
| Go find a wife that you can love, truly love | |
| Then the lord above will bless and watch over you | |
| Hear what I'm sayin' 'cause it's the truth | |
| So don't you meddlin' around | |
| Yeh yeh yeh...yeh, yeh yeh yeh yeh | |
| Ooh...yeh yeh yeh yeh | |
| Ooh... | |
| When that urge to stomp, and romp in hay | |
| Hits you like a bull in a shop with the fire and a flame and a rage | |
| That's when the devil, he comes to play | |
| So you be wise and don't give in to his little lies that lead to sin | |
| To be victorious, take the glorious jump | |
| Far away from him | |
| I don't believe this house right here | |
| Is a place of sin that all you folks wanna gab about | |
| Hear the music and the love that's spurrin' from a joy | |
| We feel that we don't have to hide | |
| Now I must concur with all this sister's been sayin' | |
| Because I get back so much love, more than from prayin' | |
| Never been akin to confessin' much | |
| But Lord knows this house it moves and thrills me | |
| That's right! How can you know what's missin' when you've never | |
| Known the bliss that keeps a riding deep within my soul | |
| Yeh, those babes they move me | |
| There's stompin' and moves and turns all night | |
| Rollin' till break of dawn | |
| Now we know the Lord above in Heaven | |
| We don't believe all the things you say | |
| You gotta dig it another way | |
| Can see all through you folks better than we can | |
| A little rhythm will rock your soul | |
| A little lovin' will make you whole | |
| But the Good Book says roll your spirit up high... | |
| Come on and give in to what we're sayin' Go... | |
| Rollin', rollin', rollin', rollin', | |
| Rollin', rollin', rollin', rollin', | |
| Goin', goin', goin', goin', | |
| Rollin', rollin', rollin', rollin', | |
| Goin', goin', goin', goin', | |
| HIGH... | |
| Heed these words and just | |
| Stop that sinnin' | |
| No! | |
| Scratch is winnin' | |
| No! | |
| Don't be playin' | |
| No! | |
| Start your prayin' | |
| No! | |
| The Lord's waitin' | |
| No! | |
| For you so... | |
| When that urge to stomp, and romp in hay | |
| Hits you like a bull in a shop with the fire and a flame and a rage | |
| That's when the devil, he comes to play | |
| So you be wise and don't give in to his little lies that lead to sin | |
| To be victorious, take the glorious jump | |
| Far away from him | |
| Stop that stompin' change your story | |
| (come on) | |
| We're stompin' to rhythm | |
| (roll on) | |
| That's keepin' us livin' | |
| Don't be messin' with the glory that's waiting for you | |
| (go on) | |
| No evil will find us | |
| (roll on) | |
| The Lord is behind us | |
| (and on) | |
| So roll with the music | |
| Then... | |
| Roll on, roll on, roll on, roll on, | |
| Old scratch will never have his way again | |
| (come on) | |
| Don't bother us | |
| (roll on) | |
| Let spirit just reach in | |
| He will never bother you with all that sin... | |
| (on and on) | |
| Good lovin' will free you | |
| (roll on) | |
| And lighten what you do | |
| RIP away the chains that confine you | |
| (come on) | |
| Come join in our party | |
| Ther's nothing more I think we've said it | |
| Ther's nothing more I think we've said it | |
| That's the story of Mahogany Hall Tonight | |
| That's the story of Mahogany Hall Tonight |
| zuo qu : Spencer Williams Alan Paul | |
| Folks are stompin' at Mahogany Hall tonight | |
| So let me tell you ' bout this house of shame | |
| That the folks they talk and hush about | |
| Yeah.. little old hang where folks they muss all about | |
| I' m sayin it' s a place of ill repute | |
| I would just stay away, if I were you | |
| Stay away, stay away, keep a stayin' away | |
| Yeah man, if you feel that lovin' is what you' re all about | |
| Go find a wife that you can love, truly love | |
| Then the lord above will bless and watch over you | |
| Hear what I' m sayin' ' cause it' s the truth | |
| So don' t you meddlin' around | |
| Yeh yeh yeh... yeh, yeh yeh yeh yeh | |
| Ooh... yeh yeh yeh yeh | |
| Ooh... | |
| When that urge to stomp, and romp in hay | |
| Hits you like a bull in a shop with the fire and a flame and a rage | |
| That' s when the devil, he comes to play | |
| So you be wise and don' t give in to his little lies that lead to sin | |
| To be victorious, take the glorious jump | |
| Far away from him | |
| I don' t believe this house right here | |
| Is a place of sin that all you folks wanna gab about | |
| Hear the music and the love that' s spurrin' from a joy | |
| We feel that we don' t have to hide | |
| Now I must concur with all this sister' s been sayin' | |
| Because I get back so much love, more than from prayin' | |
| Never been akin to confessin' much | |
| But Lord knows this house it moves and thrills me | |
| That' s right! How can you know what' s missin' when you' ve never | |
| Known the bliss that keeps a riding deep within my soul | |
| Yeh, those babes they move me | |
| There' s stompin' and moves and turns all night | |
| Rollin' till break of dawn | |
| Now we know the Lord above in Heaven | |
| We don' t believe all the things you say | |
| You gotta dig it another way | |
| Can see all through you folks better than we can | |
| A little rhythm will rock your soul | |
| A little lovin' will make you whole | |
| But the Good Book says roll your spirit up high... | |
| Come on and give in to what we' re sayin' Go... | |
| Rollin', rollin', rollin', rollin', | |
| Rollin', rollin', rollin', rollin', | |
| Goin', goin', goin', goin', | |
| Rollin', rollin', rollin', rollin', | |
| Goin', goin', goin', goin', | |
| HIGH... | |
| Heed these words and just | |
| Stop that sinnin' | |
| No! | |
| Scratch is winnin' | |
| No! | |
| Don' t be playin' | |
| No! | |
| Start your prayin' | |
| No! | |
| The Lord' s waitin' | |
| No! | |
| For you so... | |
| When that urge to stomp, and romp in hay | |
| Hits you like a bull in a shop with the fire and a flame and a rage | |
| That' s when the devil, he comes to play | |
| So you be wise and don' t give in to his little lies that lead to sin | |
| To be victorious, take the glorious jump | |
| Far away from him | |
| Stop that stompin' change your story | |
| come on | |
| We' re stompin' to rhythm | |
| roll on | |
| That' s keepin' us livin' | |
| Don' t be messin' with the glory that' s waiting for you | |
| go on | |
| No evil will find us | |
| roll on | |
| The Lord is behind us | |
| and on | |
| So roll with the music | |
| Then... | |
| Roll on, roll on, roll on, roll on, | |
| Old scratch will never have his way again | |
| come on | |
| Don' t bother us | |
| roll on | |
| Let spirit just reach in | |
| He will never bother you with all that sin... | |
| on and on | |
| Good lovin' will free you | |
| roll on | |
| And lighten what you do | |
| RIP away the chains that confine you | |
| come on | |
| Come join in our party | |
| Ther' s nothing more I think we' ve said it | |
| Ther' s nothing more I think we' ve said it | |
| That' s the story of Mahogany Hall Tonight | |
| That' s the story of Mahogany Hall Tonight |
| zuò qǔ : Spencer Williams Alan Paul | |
| Folks are stompin' at Mahogany Hall tonight | |
| So let me tell you ' bout this house of shame | |
| That the folks they talk and hush about | |
| Yeah.. little old hang where folks they muss all about | |
| I' m sayin it' s a place of ill repute | |
| I would just stay away, if I were you | |
| Stay away, stay away, keep a stayin' away | |
| Yeah man, if you feel that lovin' is what you' re all about | |
| Go find a wife that you can love, truly love | |
| Then the lord above will bless and watch over you | |
| Hear what I' m sayin' ' cause it' s the truth | |
| So don' t you meddlin' around | |
| Yeh yeh yeh... yeh, yeh yeh yeh yeh | |
| Ooh... yeh yeh yeh yeh | |
| Ooh... | |
| When that urge to stomp, and romp in hay | |
| Hits you like a bull in a shop with the fire and a flame and a rage | |
| That' s when the devil, he comes to play | |
| So you be wise and don' t give in to his little lies that lead to sin | |
| To be victorious, take the glorious jump | |
| Far away from him | |
| I don' t believe this house right here | |
| Is a place of sin that all you folks wanna gab about | |
| Hear the music and the love that' s spurrin' from a joy | |
| We feel that we don' t have to hide | |
| Now I must concur with all this sister' s been sayin' | |
| Because I get back so much love, more than from prayin' | |
| Never been akin to confessin' much | |
| But Lord knows this house it moves and thrills me | |
| That' s right! How can you know what' s missin' when you' ve never | |
| Known the bliss that keeps a riding deep within my soul | |
| Yeh, those babes they move me | |
| There' s stompin' and moves and turns all night | |
| Rollin' till break of dawn | |
| Now we know the Lord above in Heaven | |
| We don' t believe all the things you say | |
| You gotta dig it another way | |
| Can see all through you folks better than we can | |
| A little rhythm will rock your soul | |
| A little lovin' will make you whole | |
| But the Good Book says roll your spirit up high... | |
| Come on and give in to what we' re sayin' Go... | |
| Rollin', rollin', rollin', rollin', | |
| Rollin', rollin', rollin', rollin', | |
| Goin', goin', goin', goin', | |
| Rollin', rollin', rollin', rollin', | |
| Goin', goin', goin', goin', | |
| HIGH... | |
| Heed these words and just | |
| Stop that sinnin' | |
| No! | |
| Scratch is winnin' | |
| No! | |
| Don' t be playin' | |
| No! | |
| Start your prayin' | |
| No! | |
| The Lord' s waitin' | |
| No! | |
| For you so... | |
| When that urge to stomp, and romp in hay | |
| Hits you like a bull in a shop with the fire and a flame and a rage | |
| That' s when the devil, he comes to play | |
| So you be wise and don' t give in to his little lies that lead to sin | |
| To be victorious, take the glorious jump | |
| Far away from him | |
| Stop that stompin' change your story | |
| come on | |
| We' re stompin' to rhythm | |
| roll on | |
| That' s keepin' us livin' | |
| Don' t be messin' with the glory that' s waiting for you | |
| go on | |
| No evil will find us | |
| roll on | |
| The Lord is behind us | |
| and on | |
| So roll with the music | |
| Then... | |
| Roll on, roll on, roll on, roll on, | |
| Old scratch will never have his way again | |
| come on | |
| Don' t bother us | |
| roll on | |
| Let spirit just reach in | |
| He will never bother you with all that sin... | |
| on and on | |
| Good lovin' will free you | |
| roll on | |
| And lighten what you do | |
| RIP away the chains that confine you | |
| come on | |
| Come join in our party | |
| Ther' s nothing more I think we' ve said it | |
| Ther' s nothing more I think we' ve said it | |
| That' s the story of Mahogany Hall Tonight | |
| That' s the story of Mahogany Hall Tonight |