Killer Diller Blues
These are the lyrics as I transcribed them from the record.
Whether they're perfect or not, I don't know.
I may have transposed some of them here and there.
You're welcome to check it and correct it yourself.
Take it or leave it:
Well, the ugliest li'l thing you ever see before...
He didn't be a tramp, he's a hobo.
He's a ugly li'l somethin on the scout.
He's a terrible li'l creature hush yo' mouth.
He's a awful li'l thing, he's a killer diller from the south.
Well, he walked into the store where I was at,
And in his face looked like a cryin cat.
Cause he's a ugly li'l sucker on the scout,
He's a terrible li'l creature hush yo' mouth,
He's a awful li'l thing, he's a killer diller from the south.
Well, he walked down the street lookin in a showcase,
His stacker walked out, said you can take my place.
Cause he's a ugly li'l shaver on the scout,
He's a terrible li'l somethin hush yo' mouth,
He's a awful li'l creature, he's a killer diller from the south.
Well, he walked in the hotel, ever'body left,
He looked in the glass and he smiled at his self,
I'm a ugly li'l shaver on the scout,
I'm a terrible li'l somethin hush yo' mouth,
I'm a awful li'l creature, I'm a killer diller from the south.
Autor(es): Ernest Lawlars
