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Louis Armstrong - The Lonesome Road Lyrics

(Lonesome road
Before you travel on)
Sing louder, sing louder

Now sisters and brothers
This is Reverend Satchmo Armstrong
Gonna speak to you this evening
And I ain't gonna keep you here long
I just wanna introduce some of the brothers
We have a little creole member here
Or rather, our new deacon
He wanna say something to this congregation
He's none other than the creole boy
Little Satchmo, John Lindsay, say something

[John Lindsay]
Now sisters and brothers
We wants to pick up a good collection here tonight
For brother Armstrong
Come on with it if you're coming
Oh, you dog

And if you ever get it, brother Lindsay
Please don't put it in your pocket, will ya?
Thank you
(Amen)
Oh drop it in there, brother Jack Randolph
Thank you
Now, how'd you do brother Preston and brother Randolph
Why, here's the three sax boys:
Little George James, Al Washington and Lester Boone
Why, there's Charlie Alexander here
And Reverend Johnny Lindsay
And, why here's two little songwriters here
Little Louis Dunlap and Charles Carpenter

And what do you think about that?
They're smoking a Louis Armstrong special
More power to you, boys
Hello Professor Sherman Cook
How are you brother?
He's looking all prosperous, he's a New Orleans boy

Oh, swing on brother Washington
Have you anything to say, brother Mike McKendrick?

[Mike McKendrick]
W-w-w-w-well I-I-I, nothin'

Thank you, ha ha ha
Yes sir, Randolph, what do you say, Randolph?

[Zilner Randolph]
Brother Armstrong, I haven't got my dole money yet
You better go home
Oh my goodness, what kind of church is this?
What kind of church is this?
I've got to get some of this
I've gotta take one of these choruses
Give me some of this
(Swing it, brother Armstrong)

[Trumpet solo: Louis Armstrong]

Look out now, brothers and sisters
I thank you for your little offering
Of course it could have been better
Two dollars more would have gotten my shoes out of pawn
But nevertheless I’m in love with you!
(Scream)
Hold that, sister but get off of my foot!
(Oh, Brother Armstrong, you’re killing me!)

Now, look down that lonesome road
Oh, look down that lonesome road
Look down that lonesome road

[Mike McKendrick]
Bye bye, you vipers