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Ella Fitzgerald - Stone Cold Death in the Market He Had It Coming Lyrics
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Ella Fitzgerald
Ella Fitzgerald
Performer
Louis Jordan & His Tympany Five
Louis Jordan & His Tympany Five
Orchestra
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Frederick Hendricks
Frederick Hendricks
Composer
Wild Bill Davis
Wild Bill Davis
Arranger
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Milt Gabler
Milt Gabler
Producer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
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 kill nobody but me husband
[Verse 2]
Last night I went out drinking
When I came home I gave her a beating
So she catch up the rolling pin and went to work on my head till she bashed it in
[Verse 3]
I lay cold dead in the market
Stone cold dead in the market
I lay cold dead in the market
She kill nobody but her husband
[Verse 4]
I lick him with the pot and the frying pan
I lick him with the pot and the frying pan
I lick him with the pot and the frying pan
Then if I kill him, he had it coming
[Verse 5]
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 kill nobody but me husband
[Verse 6]
My family, they swearing to kill her
My family, they swearing to kill her
His family is swearing to kill me
And if I kill him, he had it coming
[Verse 7]
Yeah, I lay cold dead in the market, child
Cold dead in the market, child
I lay cold dead in the market
She kill nobody but her husband
[Verse 8]
Dead is one thing that I am sure
He ain't going to beat me no more
So, I tell you that doesn't kill
If I was to die in the electric chair
[Verse 9]
Man, he's stone cold dead in the market
Stone cold dead in the market
He's stone cold dead in the market
I kill nobody but me husband
[Verse 10]
Yeah, child, I'm coming back in bash on your head one more time
No, no, man you can't do that
You stone cold dead in the market, murder
Stone cold dead in the market
The criminal is stone cold dead in the market
I kill nobody but me husband
Written by: Frederick Hendricks
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