| Disc 1 | ||||||
|---|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 1. |
| 5:18 | 
|
|||
|
Come on
Baby, don't you wanna go home Come on Baby, don't you wanna go home Back from the land of California To my sweet home Chicago Come on Baby, don't you wanna go home Come on Baby, don't you wanna go home Back from the land of California To my sweet home Chicago Two and two is four, babe Four into two is eight Come on now girl, don't you now make me late And I've got to leave Baby, don't you wanna go home Back from the land of California To my sweet home Chicago One and one is two Two and two is four I'm here lonely, I hook and I gotta go And I cry please Baby, don't you wanna go home Back from the land of California To my sweet home Chicago Come on Baby, don't you wanna go home Come on Baby, don't you wanna go home Back from the land of California To my sweet home Chicago Come on Baby, don't you wanna go Come on Baby, don't you wanna go home Back from the land of California To my sweet home Chicago |
||||||
| 2. |
| 3:50 |
|
|||
|
Tell me, milk cow,
what on earth is wrong with you? Tell me, milk cow, what on earth is wrong with you? you have a new calf, hoo hoo, and your milk is turnin' blue Your calf is hungry, and I believe he needs a suck Your calf is hungry, and I believe he needs a suck but the milk is turnin' blue, hoo hoo, and I believe he's outta luck I feel like milkin' and my, cow won't come I feel like churnin' it and my, milk won't turn I'm cryin' plea-hease, please, don't do me wrong You can give-a right milk and butter, you-hoo, will stay at home - 간 주 중 - I feel like milkin' and my, cow won't come I feel like churnin' it and my, milk won't turn I'm cryin' plea-hease, don't do me wrong You can give-a right milk and butter, you-hoo, will stay at home My milk cow been ramblin', hoo hoo, for miles around My milk cow been ramblin', hoo hoo, for miles around She been troublin' some other bull cow, hoo hoo Lord, in this man's town |
||||||
| 3. |
| 3:37 |
|
|||
|
Well I feel so lonesome
You'll hear me when I moan And I feel so lonesome You'll hear me when I moan Who been drivin' my Terraplane For you since I been gone? I'd said, I'll flash your lights, mama And the horn won't even blow I even flash my lights, mama And this horn won't even blow I got a short in this connection Way way down below The coils ain't even buzzin' The generator won't get that far All in a bad condition I gotta have the batteries charged I'm cryin', please, please don't do me wrong Who been drivin' my Terraplane? Mr. Highway man Please don't block the road Mr. Highway man Please, don't block the road She ran a cold one hundred Booked and I got to go I'll get deep down in this connection Keep on tanglin' with your wires And when I mash down on your starter Your spark plug will give me fire I'm cryin' please, please don't do me wrong Who been drivin' my Terraplane, I said who, yeah? Keep on tanglin' with your wires Whoo |
||||||
| 4. |
| 3:24 |
|
|||
|
If I Had Possession Over Judgement Day
(by Robert johnson) If I Had Possession Over Judgement Day by Robert Johnson If I had possession over judgment day, If I had possession over judgment day, Lord, the women I'm lovin' would have no right to pray. And I went to the mountain, far as my eye could see. Lord, I went to the mountain, far as my eye could see. Some other man got my woman and the lonesome blues got me. And I rolled and I tumbled, cried the whole night long. Lord, I rolled and I tumbled, cried the whole night long. And I woke up this morning, my biscuit rollin' on. Had to fold my arms and slowly walked away. (I didn't like the way she done.) Lord, I fold my arms and I slowly walked away. Well, I said in my mind, 'Your trouble gonna come some day.' Well, now run here baby, get down on bended knee. Lord, now run here baby, get down on bended knee. I wanna tell you all about the way they treated me. |
||||||
| 5. |
| 2:57 |
|
|||
|
Stop Breakin` Down Blues
(Robert Johnson) Every time I'm walkin' down the streets, Some pretty mama start breakin' down with me Chorus: Stop breakin' down, Please, stop breakin' down The stuff I got will bust your brains out, baby, hoo hoo, It'll make you lose your mind. I can't walk the streets now to consolate my mind, Some pretty mama starts breakin' down Chorus Now, you Saturday night women, you love to ape and clown, Won't do nothin' but tear a good man reputation down Chorus: Stop breakin' down, Please, stop breakin' down The stuff I got will bust your brains out, baby, hoo hoo, It'll make you lose your mind. Well, I give my baby the ninety-nine degrees She jumped up and throwed a pistol down on me Chorus Well now, I can't start walking down the streets Some pretty woman start breakin' down with me Chorus: Stop breakin' down, Please, stop breakin' down The stuff I got will bust your brains out, baby, hoo hoo, It'll make you lose your mind. |
||||||
| 6. |
| 5:28 |
|
|||
|
Little Queen Of Spades
(Robert Johnson) She is a little queen of spades And the men will not let her be Said she is a little queen of spades And the men will not let her be Everytime she makes a spread, Oh, fair brown, cold chills run all over me Gonna get me a gamblin' woman, If it's the last thing that I do Gonna get me a gamblin' woman, If it's the last thing that I do A man don't need a woman, Oh fair brown, that he got to give all of his money to Everybody said you got a mojo, Cause baby, you've been using that stuff Everybody said you got a mojo, Baby you've been using that stuff Got a way of trimmin' down, Oh fair brown, and I mean it's most too tough Little girl, since I am the king, Baby, and you is the queen Little girl, since I am the king, Baby, and you is the queen Let's us put our heads together, Oh fair brown, and we make our money green |
||||||
| 7. |
| 4:27 |
|
|||
|
Taveling Riverside Blues
(Robert Johnson) If your man gets personal, want you to have your fun If your man gets personal, want you to have your fun Well come on back to Friar's Point, mama, Barrelhouse all night long I got womens in Vicksburg, clean on into Tennessee I got womens in Vicksburg, clean on into Tennessee But my Friar's Point rider, now, hops all over me I ain't gonna state no color but Her front teeth is crowned with gold I ain't gonna state no color but Her front teeth is crowned with gold She got a mortgage on my body, Lord, A lien on my soul Well, I'm goin' down to Rosedale, Rider by my side Lord, I'm goin' down to Rosedale, Rider by my side Well, we can still barrelhouse, baby, On the river side You can squeeze my lemon till Juice run down my leg You can squeeze my lemon till Juice run down my leg That's what I'm talking about! But I'll be goin' back to Friar's Point, mama, Rockin' to my head |
||||||
| 8. |
| 2:50 |
|
|||
|
Me And The Devil Blues
(Robert Johnson) Early this mornin', You knocked upon my door Early this mornin', ooh, You knocked upon my door And I said, 'Hello, Satan, I believe it's time to go' Me and the devil, Were walkin' side by side Me and the devil, ooh, Were walkin' side by side I'm gonna beat my woman Until I get satisfied She said she don't see why That I will dog her 'round (Now, baby, you know you ain't doing me right) She said she don't see why That I will dog her 'round Well it must be that old evil spirit So deep down in the ground .. You may bury my body, Down by the highway side (I don't care where you bury my body when I'm dead and gone) You may bury my body, ooh, Down by the highway side Oh, my old evil spirit Can get a Greyhound bus and ride |
||||||
| 9. |
| 3:01 |
|
|||
|
From four until late
I was wringing my hands and crying. From four until late I was wringing my hands and crying I believe to my soul That your daddy's Gulfport bound From four until late She made me a no-good barroom clown From four until late She made me a no-good barroom clown You know she won't do nothing But tear a good man's reputation down A woman is like a dresser Some man always running through its drawers A woman is like a dresser Some man always running through its drawers She cause so many men To wear an apron overall When I leave this town I will bid you fare farewell When I leave this town I will bid you fare farewell And when I return again You'll have a great long story to tell |
||||||
| 10. |
| 5:39 |
|
|||
|
Kind Hearted Woman Blues
(by Robert Johnson) I got a kind-hearted woman, Do anything in this world for me. I got a kind-hearted woman, Do anything in this world for me. These evil-hearted women, Man, they will not let me be. I love my baby, My baby don't love me. I love my baby, My baby don't love me. Really love that woman, Can't stand to leave her be. Ain't but one thing makes Mr. Johnson drink. Swear 'bout how you treat me, babe, I begin to think. Oh babe, my life don't feel the same. You break my heart when you call Mr. So-and-So's name. .. I got a kind-hearted woman, Studies evil all the time. I got a kind-hearted woman, Studies evil all the time. You wish to kill me, Just to have it on your mind. |
||||||
| 11. |
| 2:42 |
|
|||
|
I got rambling, I got rambling all on my mind
I got rambling, I got rambling all on my mind I hates to leave my baby, but she treats me so unkind I got mean things, I got mean things all on my mind I got mean things, I got mean things all on my mind I hates to leave my baby, but she treats me so unkind I'm going down to the station, catch the fastest train I see I'm going down to the station, catch the fastest train I see I got the blues 'bout miss so-and-so, and her son's got the blues about me I got rambling, I got rambling all on my mind I got rambling, I got rambling all on my mind I hates to leave my baby, but she treats me so unkind |
||||||
| Disc 2 : DVD | ||||||
| 1. |
| - |
|
|||
|
Kind Hearted Woman Blues
(by Robert Johnson) I got a kind-hearted woman, Do anything in this world for me. I got a kind-hearted woman, Do anything in this world for me. These evil-hearted women, Man, they will not let me be. I love my baby, My baby don't love me. I love my baby, My baby don't love me. Really love that woman, Can't stand to leave her be. Ain't but one thing makes Mr. Johnson drink. Swear 'bout how you treat me, babe, I begin to think. Oh babe, my life don't feel the same. You break my heart when you call Mr. So-and-So's name. .. I got a kind-hearted woman, Studies evil all the time. I got a kind-hearted woman, Studies evil all the time. You wish to kill me, Just to have it on your mind. |
||||||
| Disc 2 | ||||||
| 2. |
| - |
|
|||
|
Kind Hearted Woman Blues
(by Robert Johnson) I got a kind-hearted woman, Do anything in this world for me. I got a kind-hearted woman, Do anything in this world for me. These evil-hearted women, Man, they will not let me be. I love my baby, My baby don't love me. I love my baby, My baby don't love me. Really love that woman, Can't stand to leave her be. Ain't but one thing makes Mr. Johnson drink. Swear 'bout how you treat me, babe, I begin to think. Oh babe, my life don't feel the same. You break my heart when you call Mr. So-and-So's name. .. I got a kind-hearted woman, Studies evil all the time. I got a kind-hearted woman, Studies evil all the time. You wish to kill me, Just to have it on your mind. |
||||||
| 3. |
| - |
|
|||
|
Hot tamales1 and they're red hot, yes she got'em for sale Hot tamales and they're red hot, yes she got'em for sale I got a girl, say she long and tall She sleeps in the kitchen with her feets in the hall Hot tamales and they're red hot, yes she got'em for sale, I mean Yes, she got'em for sale, yeah Hot tamales and they're red hot, yes she got'em for sale Hot tamales and they're red hot, yes she got'em for sale She got two for a nickel, got four for a dime Would sell you more, but they ain't none of mine Hot tamales and they're red hot, yes she got'em for sale, I mean Yes, she got'em for sale, yes, yeah Hot tamales and they're red hot, yes she got'em for sale Hot tamales and they're red hot, yes she got'em for sale I got a letter from a girl in the room Now she got something good she got to bring home soon, now Its hot tamales and they're red hot, yes she got em for sale, I mean Yes, she got'em for sale, yeah Hot tamales and they're red hot, yes she got em for sale Hot tamales and they're red hot, yes she got em for sale [Spoken:] They're too hot boy! The billy got back in a bumble bee nest Ever since that he can't take his rest, yeah Hot tamales and they're red hot, yes you got'em for sale, I mean Yes, she got'em for sale Hot tamales and they're red hot, yes she got'em for sale [Spoken:] Man don't mess around em hot tamales now 'Cause they too black bad, if you mess around em hot tamales I'm gonna upset your backbone, put your kidneys to sleep I'll due to break away your liver and dare your heart to beat bout my Hot tamales cause they red hot, yes they got |
||||||
| 4. |
| - | 
|
|||
| 5. |
| - |
|
|||
|
Come on
Baby, don't you wanna go home Come on Baby, don't you wanna go home Back from the land of California To my sweet home Chicago Come on Baby, don't you wanna go home Come on Baby, don't you wanna go home Back from the land of California To my sweet home Chicago Two and two is four, babe Four into two is eight Come on now girl, don't you now make me late And I've got to leave Baby, don't you wanna go home Back from the land of California To my sweet home Chicago One and one is two Two and two is four I'm here lonely, I hook and I gotta go And I cry please Baby, don't you wanna go home Back from the land of California To my sweet home Chicago Come on Baby, don't you wanna go home Come on Baby, don't you wanna go home Back from the land of California To my sweet home Chicago Come on Baby, don't you wanna go Come on Baby, don't you wanna go home Back from the land of California To my sweet home Chicago |
||||||
| 6. |
| - |
|
|||
|
When You Got A Good Friend
(Robert Johnson) When you got a good friend That will stay right by your side, When you got a good friend That will stay right by your side, Give her all of your spare time, try to love and treat her right I mistreated my baby, And I can't see no reason why I mistreated my baby, And I can't see no reason why Any time I think about it, I just wring my hands and cry Wonder, could I bear apologize, Or would she sympathize with me? Mmm, would she sympathize with me? She's a brown-skin woman, Just as sweet as a girlfriend can be Mmm, baby I may be right or wrong Baby, it's your opinion, well I may be right or wrong Watch your close friend, baby, Then your enemies can't do you no harm .. When you got a good friend That will stay right by your side When you got a good friend That will stay right by your side Give her all of your spare time, Love and treat her right |
||||||
| 7. |
| - |
|
|||
|
Tell me, milk cow,
what on earth is wrong with you? Tell me, milk cow, what on earth is wrong with you? you have a new calf, hoo hoo, and your milk is turnin' blue Your calf is hungry, and I believe he needs a suck Your calf is hungry, and I believe he needs a suck but the milk is turnin' blue, hoo hoo, and I believe he's outta luck I feel like milkin' and my, cow won't come I feel like churnin' it and my, milk won't turn I'm cryin' plea-hease, please, don't do me wrong You can give-a right milk and butter, you-hoo, will stay at home - 간 주 중 - I feel like milkin' and my, cow won't come I feel like churnin' it and my, milk won't turn I'm cryin' plea-hease, don't do me wrong You can give-a right milk and butter, you-hoo, will stay at home My milk cow been ramblin', hoo hoo, for miles around My milk cow been ramblin', hoo hoo, for miles around She been troublin' some other bull cow, hoo hoo Lord, in this man's town |
||||||
| 8. |
| - |
|
|||
|
If I Had Possession Over Judgement Day
(by Robert johnson) If I Had Possession Over Judgement Day by Robert Johnson If I had possession over judgment day, If I had possession over judgment day, Lord, the women I'm lovin' would have no right to pray. And I went to the mountain, far as my eye could see. Lord, I went to the mountain, far as my eye could see. Some other man got my woman and the lonesome blues got me. And I rolled and I tumbled, cried the whole night long. Lord, I rolled and I tumbled, cried the whole night long. And I woke up this morning, my biscuit rollin' on. Had to fold my arms and slowly walked away. (I didn't like the way she done.) Lord, I fold my arms and I slowly walked away. Well, I said in my mind, 'Your trouble gonna come some day.' Well, now run here baby, get down on bended knee. Lord, now run here baby, get down on bended knee. I wanna tell you all about the way they treated me. |
||||||
| 9. |
| - |
|
|||
|
Well I feel so lonesome
You'll hear me when I moan And I feel so lonesome You'll hear me when I moan Who been drivin' my Terraplane For you since I been gone? I'd said, I'll flash your lights, mama And the horn won't even blow I even flash my lights, mama And this horn won't even blow I got a short in this connection Way way down below The coils ain't even buzzin' The generator won't get that far All in a bad condition I gotta have the batteries charged I'm cryin', please, please don't do me wrong Who been drivin' my Terraplane? Mr. Highway man Please don't block the road Mr. Highway man Please, don't block the road She ran a cold one hundred Booked and I got to go I'll get deep down in this connection Keep on tanglin' with your wires And when I mash down on your starter Your spark plug will give me fire I'm cryin' please, please don't do me wrong Who been drivin' my Terraplane, I said who, yeah? Keep on tanglin' with your wires Whoo |
||||||
| 10. |
| - |
|
|||
| 11. |
| - |
|
|||
|
Me And The Devil Blues
(Robert Johnson) Early this mornin', You knocked upon my door Early this mornin', ooh, You knocked upon my door And I said, 'Hello, Satan, I believe it's time to go' Me and the devil, Were walkin' side by side Me and the devil, ooh, Were walkin' side by side I'm gonna beat my woman Until I get satisfied She said she don't see why That I will dog her 'round (Now, baby, you know you ain't doing me right) She said she don't see why That I will dog her 'round Well it must be that old evil spirit So deep down in the ground .. You may bury my body, Down by the highway side (I don't care where you bury my body when I'm dead and gone) You may bury my body, ooh, Down by the highway side Oh, my old evil spirit Can get a Greyhound bus and ride |
||||||
| 12. |
| - |
|
|||
|
From four until late
I was wringing my hands and crying. From four until late I was wringing my hands and crying I believe to my soul That your daddy's Gulfport bound From four until late She made me a no-good barroom clown From four until late She made me a no-good barroom clown You know she won't do nothing But tear a good man's reputation down A woman is like a dresser Some man always running through its drawers A woman is like a dresser Some man always running through its drawers She cause so many men To wear an apron overall When I leave this town I will bid you fare farewell When I leave this town I will bid you fare farewell And when I return again You'll have a great long story to tell |
||||||
| 13. |
| - |
|
|||
|
Well, I followed her to the station
With a suitcase in my hand Lord, I followed her to the station With a suitcase in my hand Well, it's hard to tell, it's hard to tell When all your love's in vain All my love is in vain When the train pulled up to the station I looked her in the eye When the train pulled up to the station I looked her in the eye I was lonesome, I felt so lonesome And I could not help but cry All my love is in vain Well, the train it left the station With two lights on behind Well, the train it left the station With two lights on behind Well, the blue light was my blues The red light was my mind All my love is in vain Oh oh, Oh, Willie Mae Oh oh oh oh oh Oh, Willie Mae Oh oh oh oh oh Oh vee oh woe All my love is in vain |
||||||
| 14. |
| - |
|
|||
|
I got rambling, I got rambling all on my mind
I got rambling, I got rambling all on my mind I hates to leave my baby, but she treats me so unkind I got mean things, I got mean things all on my mind I got mean things, I got mean things all on my mind I hates to leave my baby, but she treats me so unkind I'm going down to the station, catch the fastest train I see I'm going down to the station, catch the fastest train I see I got the blues 'bout miss so-and-so, and her son's got the blues about me I got rambling, I got rambling all on my mind I got rambling, I got rambling all on my mind I hates to leave my baby, but she treats me so unkind |
||||||
| 15. |
| - |
|
|||
| 16. |
| - |
|
|||
|
Well, I followed her to the station
With a suitcase in my hand Lord, I followed her to the station With a suitcase in my hand Well, it's hard to tell, it's hard to tell When all your love's in vain All my love is in vain When the train pulled up to the station I looked her in the eye When the train pulled up to the station I looked her in the eye I was lonesome, I felt so lonesome And I could not help but cry All my love is in vain Well, the train it left the station With two lights on behind Well, the train it left the station With two lights on behind Well, the blue light was my blues The red light was my mind All my love is in vain Oh oh, Oh, Willie Mae Oh oh oh oh oh Oh, Willie Mae Oh oh oh oh oh Oh vee oh woe All my love is in vain |
||||||
| 17. |
| - |
|
|||
|
Little Queen Of Spades
(Robert Johnson) She is a little queen of spades And the men will not let her be Said she is a little queen of spades And the men will not let her be Everytime she makes a spread, Oh, fair brown, cold chills run all over me Gonna get me a gamblin' woman, If it's the last thing that I do Gonna get me a gamblin' woman, If it's the last thing that I do A man don't need a woman, Oh fair brown, that he got to give all of his money to Everybody said you got a mojo, Cause baby, you've been using that stuff Everybody said you got a mojo, Baby you've been using that stuff Got a way of trimmin' down, Oh fair brown, and I mean it's most too tough Little girl, since I am the king, Baby, and you is the queen Little girl, since I am the king, Baby, and you is the queen Let's us put our heads together, Oh fair brown, and we make our money green |
||||||
| 18. |
| - |
|
|||
|
Taveling Riverside Blues
(Robert Johnson) If your man gets personal, want you to have your fun If your man gets personal, want you to have your fun Well come on back to Friar's Point, mama, Barrelhouse all night long I got womens in Vicksburg, clean on into Tennessee I got womens in Vicksburg, clean on into Tennessee But my Friar's Point rider, now, hops all over me I ain't gonna state no color but Her front teeth is crowned with gold I ain't gonna state no color but Her front teeth is crowned with gold She got a mortgage on my body, Lord, A lien on my soul Well, I'm goin' down to Rosedale, Rider by my side Lord, I'm goin' down to Rosedale, Rider by my side Well, we can still barrelhouse, baby, On the river side You can squeeze my lemon till Juice run down my leg You can squeeze my lemon till Juice run down my leg That's what I'm talking about! But I'll be goin' back to Friar's Point, mama, Rockin' to my head |
||||||
|
