Jim Jackson - Bye, Bye, Policeman lyrics

Spoken: I'm going down to my girl's house to a big dance. After the dance, we gonna have a big crap game. Now listen, I'll tell you all about it Now, first thing, honey, is the bomboushay Oh, turn a-right around and go the other way Ah, do the World's Fair, the Turkey Trot Oh, don't that girl think she's very hot? She puts her hand on her head and let her mind rove on Bends way back and look at the star She dances nicely and politely This am the pas a ma la Spoken: Now people, we's down at the crap game Me and some old boys started a big crap game Right out in front of my door Along come a policeman to stop that game, there "Boys, I'm gonna get you, sure" So we started a game the very next day Right in the same place Along come a policeman and run us away Lord, I was pickin' 'em up, layin' 'em down Curvin' in and curvin' 'round Bye-bye, Mr. Officer Yes, I was pickin' 'em up, layin' 'em down Curvin' in and curvin' around Bye-bye, policeman He said, "Stop there, boy! I'm the law, I command you" I said, "I ain't thinkin' 'bout that law you're tryin' to hand me" Lord, I was pickin' 'em up, layin' 'em down Curvin' in and curvin' 'round Policeman, bye-bye Yes, I was pickin' 'em up, layin' 'em down Curvin' in and curvin' 'round Bye-bye, Mr. Officer Yes, I was pickin' 'em up, layin' 'em down Curvin' in and curvin' 'round Bye-bye, policeman He said, "Stop there, boy! I'm the law, I'll shoot you, Bill" I turned around and looked at him, said, "Reckon you will?" Lord, I was pickin' 'em up, layin' 'em down Curvin' in and curvin' 'round Bye-bye, Mr. Officer Yes, I was pickin' 'em up, layin' 'em down Curvin' in and curvin' 'round Policeman, bye-bye