Tumbling Dice

by Owen Gray

Owen Gray also known as Owen Grey (born 5 July 1939, Jamaica) is one of Jamaica's 'Foundation' singers whose work spans the R&B, ska, rocksteady, and reggae eras of Jamaican music, and he has been credited as Jamaica's first home-grown singing star.




Wo Yeah! (Wo, wo)
Women think I'm tasty, but they're always tryin' to waste me 
And make me burn the candle right down, 
But baby, baby, I don't need no jewels in my crown. 
Cause all you women is low down gamblers, 
Cheatin' like I don't know how, 
But baby, baby, there's fever in the funk house now. 
This low down bitchin' got my poor feet a itchin', 
Don't you know you know the duece is still wild. 
Baby, I can't stay, you got to roll me 
And call me the tumblin' dice. 
Always in a hurry, I never stop to worry, 
Don't you see the time flashin' by. 
Honey, got no money, 
I'm all sixes and sevens and nines. 
Say now baby, I'm the rank outsider, 
You can be my partner in crime. 
But baby, I can't stay, 
You got to roll me and call me the tumblin', 
Roll me and call me the tumblin' dice. 
Oh, my, my, my, I'm the lone crap shooter, 
Playin' the field ev'ry night. 
But baby, I can't stay, 
You got to roll me and call me the tumblin' dice, (Call me the tumblin')
Got to roll me (yayes), Got to roll me, Got to roll me (Oh yeah)
Got to roll me 
Got to roll me (yeah)
Got to roll me (Keep on rolling)
Got to roll me (Keep on rolling)
Got to roll me (Keep on rolling)
Got to roll me
My baby, call me the tumblin' dice, yeah
Got to roll me 
Baby sweet as sugar (Got to roll me)
Yeah, my, my, my yeah (Got to roll me)
I went down baby, oh
Got to roll me (hit me)
Baby I'm down

Written by: Keith Richards, Mick Jagger

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