Fats Domino Lyrics

Blue Monday
Artists: Fats Domino & Fabian

Blue Monday how I hate Blue Monday
Got to work like a slave all day
Here come Tuesday, oh hard Tuesday
I’m so tired got no time to play
Here come Wednesday, I’m beat to my socks
My gal calls, got to tell her that I’m out
‘Cause Thursday is a hard workin’ day
And Friday I get my pay
Saturday mornin’, oh Saturday mornin’
All my tiredness has gone away
Got my money and my honey
And I’m out on the stand to play

Sunday mornin’ I’m feelin’ bad
But it’s worth it for the time that I had
But I’ve got to get my rest
‘Cause Monday is a mess
Ain’t That A Shame
Artist: Fats Domino

You made me cry when you said goodbye

Ain’t that a shame?
My tears fell like rain
Ain’t that a shame?
You’re the one to blame

You broke my heart when you said we’ll part
Ain’t that a shame?
My tears fell like rain
Ain’t that a shame?
You’re the one to blame

Farewell, goodbye, although I’ll cry
Ain’t that a shame?
My tears fell like rain
Ain’t that a shame?
You’re the one to blame

You made me cry when you said goodbye
Ain’t that a shame?
My tears fell like rain
Ain’t that a shame?
You’re the one to blame

 

Blueberry Hill
Artist: Fats Domino

I found my thrill
On Blueberry Hill
On Blueberry Hill
When I found you

The moon stood still
On Blueberry Hill
And lingered until
My dream came true

The wind in the willow played
Love’s sweet melody
But all of those vows you made
Were never to be

Though we’re apart
You’re part of me still
For you were my thrill
On Blueberry Hill

The wind in the willow played
Love’s sweet melody
But all of those vows you made
Were never to be

Though we’re apart
You’re part of me still
For you were my thrill
On Blueberry Hill

 

I Want To Walk You Home
Artist: Fats Domino

I want to walk you home

Please let me walk you home
I want to walk you home
Please let me walk you home

You look so pretty, babe, ooh-ooh-wee
I wish I was the lucky guy
Who could walk you right on down the aisle

I love the way you walk
I love to hear you talk
I love the way you walk
I love to hear you talk

I’m not trying to be smart
I’m not trying to break your heart
But if I ask you for a date
Will you tell me that I’m not too late

I want to hold your hand
Please let me hold your hand
I want to hold your hand
Please let me hold your hand

You look so pretty, babe, ooh-ooh-wee
I saw you walkin’ all alone
That’s why I want to walk you home

So let me walk you home
Please let me walk you home
I want to walk you home
Please let me walk you home

You look so pretty, babe, ooh-ooh-wee
I saw you walkin’ all alone
That’s why I want to walk you home
That’s why I want to walk you home
FADE:
That’s why I want to walk you home
That’s why I want to walk you home

 

Im Walkin
Artist: Fats Domino

I’m walkin, yes indeed and I’m talkin bout you and me
I’m hopin that you’ll come back to me, uh uh

I’m lonely as I can be, I’m waitin for your company
I’m hopin that you’ll come back to me.

Whatcha gonna do when the well runs dry
you gonna run away and hide
I’m gonna be right by your side
for you, pretty baby, I’d even die.

I’m walkin, yes indeed and I’m talkin bout you and me
I’m hopin that you’ll come back to me.

I’m walkin, yes indeed and I’m talkin bout you and me
I’m hopin that you’ll come back to me, uh uh

I’m lonely as I can be, I’m waiting for your company
I’m hopin that you’ll come back to me.

Whatcha gonna do when the well runs dry
you gonna sit right down and cry
whatcha gonna do when I say bye bye
all you’re gonna do is dry your eye

I’m walkin, yes indeed and I’m talkin bout you and me
I’m hopin that you’ll come back to me.

 

Jambalaya (On The Bayou)
Artist: Fats Domino

Goodbye, Joe, me gotta go, me oh my oh.
Me gotta go, pole the pirogue down the bayou.
My Yvonne, the sweetest one, me oh my oh.
Son of a gun, we’ll have big fun on the bayou.

Jambalaya and a crawfish pie and fil gumbo
‘Cause tonight I’m gonna see my ma cher amio.
Pick guitar, fill fruit jar and be gayo,
Son of a gun, we’ll have big fun on the bayou.

Thibodaux, Fontaineaux, the place is buzzin’,
kinfolk come to see Yvonne by the dozen.
Dress in style and go hog wild, me oh my oh.
Son of a gun, we’ll have big fun on the bayou.

Jambalaya and a crawfish pie and fil gumbo
‘Cause tonight I’m gonna see my ma cher amio.
Pick guitar, fill fruit jar and be gayo,
Son of a gun, we’ll have big fun on the bayou.

Settle down far from town, get me a pirogue
and I’ll catch all the fish in the bayou.
Swap my mon to buy Yvonne what she need-o.
Son of a gun, we’ll have big fun on the bayou.

Jambalaya and a crawfish pie and fil gumbo
‘Cause tonight I’m gonna see my ma cher amio.
Pick guitar, fill fruit jar and be gayo,
Son of a gun, we’ll have big fun on the bayou.
The Fat Man
Artist: Fats Domino

They call, they call me the fat man
Cause I weight two hundred pounds
All the girls they love me
Cause I know my way around

I was standin, I was standin´ on the corner
Of Rampart and Canal
I was watchin’, watchin’
Watchin’‚ those people gather

Wah wah wah, wah wah
Wah wah waah, wah wah wah
Wah wah waah, wah wah wah
Wah wah wah

Wah waaa-ah wah
Wah wah wah, wah wah wah
Wah wah wah, wah wah wah
Wah wah wah

 
Walkin To New Orleans
Artist: Fats Domino

It’s time I’m walkin’ to New Orleans
I’m walkin’ to New Orleans
I’m going to need two pair of shoes
When I get through walkin’ to you
When I get back to New Orleans

I’ve got my suitcase in my hand
Now, ain’t that a shame
I’m leavin’ here today
Yes, I’m goin’ back home to stay
Yes, I’m walkin’ to New Orleans

You used to be my honey
Till you spent all my money
No use for you to cry
I’ll see you bye and bye
Cause I’m walkin’ to New Orleans

I’ve got no time for talkin’
I’ve got to keep on walkin’
New Orleans is my home
That’s the reason why I’m goin’
Yes, I’m walkin’ to New Orleans
FADE:
I’m walkin’ to New Orleans
I’m walkin’ to New Orleans
I’m walkin’ to New Orleans
Whole Lotta Lovin’
Artist: Fats Domino

I got a whole lotta lovin’ for you
true true love for you
I got a whole lotta lovin’ for you

A got a whole lotta [kiss, kiss] for you
A got a whole lotta [kiss, kiss] for you
I got a whole lotta kisses for you

A got a whole lotta [clap, clap] to do
A got a whole lotta [clap, clap] to do
And I’m so glad to see you

I got a whole lotta lovin’ for you
true true love for you
I got a whole lotta lovin’ for you

A got a whole lotta [kiss, kiss] for you
A got a whole lotta [kiss, kiss] for you
I got a whole lotta kisses for you

A got a whole lotta [clap, clap] to do
A got a whole lotta [clap, clap] to do
Cause I’m so glad to see you

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