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You're the Cure for What Ails Me (Live) - Cab Calloway (凯伯·凯洛威)
I was once a delicate child
Watched the other kids run wild
While they played with guns and ropes
My only toys were stethoscopes;
I was a chronic"Now how've you been"
Then like a tonic you blew in;
You're the cure for what ails me
And you do me good
Down with an apple every day
Down with the ultraviolet ray
You're the cure for what ails me
And you do me good
You can go starve a fever
You can feed a cold
But I don't fear fever
And I can't get cold
You're my pick-up kabish
You're my Arrowhead Springs
You're my Battle Creek Mich
I was a weakie meekie lamb
Now I can shoulder Boulder Dam
Your smile never fails me hi-ho
Lady knock on wood
You're the cure for what ails me
And you do me good
