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Mr. Jellyroll Baker Let me be your slave When Gabriel blows his trumpet Let me rise from my grave Tell me it's good Jelly Good to my worried soul Aw it's good for the sick And it's good for the young and old Let me put in my order For two weeks ahead Jelly you got have My homecooked bread I'm crazy about that jelly Good to my worried soul Aw it's good for the sick And it's good for the young and old There's a man down in the hospital Shot full of holes Nurse left a dying man to get some good Jelly Roll She said I gotta have my Jelly It's good to my worried soul Ya there gonna let him lose his life Than to miss my Jelly Roll Songtexte Mr. Jelly Roll Baker Let me be your slave Gabriel blows his trumpet Let me rise from my grave With some of your good jelly Good jelly rolls Its good for the sick And its good for the young and old Let me put in my order For two weeks ahead Jelly you got have My homecooked bread I'm crazy about that jelly Good to my worried soul Aw it's good for the sick And it's good for the young and old Aus Songtexte Mania