Stone Cold Dead In The Market

Ella Fitzgerald · Rhythm & Romance [1997]

He's stone cold dead in the market

He's stone cold dead in the market

He's stone cold dead in the market

I killed nobody but my husband



Last night I went out drinking

When I came home I gave her a beating

So she ? the rolling pin and went to work on my head

Until she bash it in



I lie cold dead in the market

Stone cold dead in the market

I lie cold dead in the market

She killed nobody but her husband



I lick 'im wit' thee pot and thee fryin' pan

I lick 'im wit' thee pot and thee fryin' pan

I lick 'im wit' thee pot and thee fryin' pan

And if I kill him, he had it coming



Man,

He's stone cold dead in the market

He's stone cold dead in the market

He's stone cold dead in the market

I killed nobody but my husband



My family they're swearin' to kill her

My family they're swearin' to kill her

His family they're swearin' to kill me

And if I kill him, he had it coming



Here I lie cold dead in the market

Cold dead in the market

I lie cold dead in the market

She kill nobody but her husband



There is one thing that I am sure

He ain't goin' to beat me no more

So I tell ya that I doesn't care

If I was to die in the electric chair



Man

He's stone cold dead in the market

He's stone cold dead in the market

He's stone cold dead in the market

I killed nobody but my husband



Hey child, I'm coming back and bash your head one more time



No, no no man you can't do that



He's stone cold dead in the market (murderer)

He's stone cold dead in the market (da criminal)

He's stone cold dead in the market

I killed nobody but my husband