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So many times you
tried to take the best of me. So many times, now you're gonna take the rest of me. Better look at what you're doing before it's too late. It's a fine line you're treadin' between love and hate. There'll be a cold day in hell before I'm coming back to you. So many times you tried to play a dead end game. Yes, you did. I tried to tell you, but you'd never wanna take the blame. Now you've pushed me to the limit, and I can't take no more. You'd better take one last look before I'm out the door. There'll be a cold day in hell before I'm coming back to you. You never listened when I told you that you were way out of line. Too busy talkin' to listen, accusing me of telling lies. So many times you tried to get the best of me. Yes, you did. So many times, but now you're gonna take the rest of me. Well, it's too late for sorry and it's too late for tears. Better take one last look before I disappear. There'll be a cold day in hell before I'm coming back to you. There'll be a cold day in hell before I'm coming back to you. There'll be a cold day in hell before I'm coming back to you. Yeah! |
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| 2. |
| 5:00 |
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(I'm Walking by myself
I hope you understand I just want to be your lovin' man) You know I love you you know its true give you all my love babe what more can I do I'm Walking by myself I hope you understand I just want to be your lovin' man I love you Yes I love you with my heart and soul I would'nt mistreat you For my weight in gold |
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| 3. |
| 7:32 |
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My baby she left me, my baby she's gone.
My sweet little angel has spread her wings and flown. Can't think of a reason for going on. From this day I will play the blues. She said it was over, this time it's the end. Bad luck and trouble gonna be my only friend. I still can't believe it, after all we've been through. Everyday I will play the blues. Everybody knows what the blues is all about. It's a pain you can't live with. It's a woman you can't live without. She came from Chicago. She read me the news. In the headlines was a story of the blues. They say a broken heart can always mend. Time is the healer and sadness will end. But I've done so much crying, when will I laugh again? Till that day I will play the blues. Everybody knows what the blues is all about. It's a pain you can't live with. It's a woman you can't live without. Could have cried me a river when they told me the news. On that day was a story of the blues. |
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| 4. |
| 4:23 |
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Oh, pretty woman
sure's the rising sun. Says all your cheap paint and powder ain't gonna help you none. 'Cause she's a pretty woman right down to her bone. So you might as well leave your skin alone. Pretty woman, what's the matter with you? Can't make you love me no matter what I do. Oh, pretty woman, whatcha gonna do? You kept on foolin' around till I got stuck on you. So you can drop your mess and come down off your throne, stop using my poor heart as just a stepping stone. Pretty woman, what's the matter with you? Can't make you love me no matter what I do. Oh, pretty woman that's all right for you. Now you just go on doing what you wanna do. But someday when you think that you've got it made, you're gettin' water deep enough so you can't wade. Pretty woman, what's the matter with you? Can't make you love me no matter what I do. Oh, pretty woman. Oh, pretty woman. Oh, pretty woman. Oh, pretty woman. Can't make you love me no matter what I do. No! Can't make you love me no matter what I do. No! Can't make you love me no matter what I do. Oh, pretty woman, I just can't make you love me. Oh, no. |
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| 5. |
| 5:43 |
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What is it that you want from me?
I really wish I knew. I try so hard to do my best, but it's not good enough for you. Over and over again we will make the same mistakes. Over and over again there's a feelin' I just can't shake. Is it time to go our separate ways? Is it time to go our separate ways? You know I need your love so bad. Can't you see what you do to me? I try so hard to understand, but the truth's never plain to see. Is it time to go our separate ways? Is it time to go our separate ways? Time after time we will try to understand. I don't know where we went wrong, but there's no use in holdin' on. Over and over again we will make the same mistakes. Over and over again and it's more than a man can take. Is it time to go our separate ways? Is it time to go our separate ways? Is it time to go our separate ways? Is it time to go our separate ways? |
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| 6. |
| 4:36 |
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Yeah!
I laid down last night, too tired to wake. I had a chill this morning, too tired to shake. I got a good poker hand, too tired to win. I can hear my baby knockin', too tired to let her in. I'm tired. Yeah, yeah, yeah, I'm tired. Too tired, too tired for anything. I'm too tired to walk, too tired to run. I can hear my baby callin'. Too tired, too tired, I'm tired. Yes, I'm tired. I'm tired, I'm too tired for anything. Take over Albert, I'm too tired for this! I'm tired of prospherity. I'm tired of luck. I'm sittin' on a pin, I'm too tired to get up. I'm tired. I declare I'm tired. I'm too tired, too tired for anything. Oh, Albert I'm tired. You better take over Albert. I'm too tired baby. |
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| 7. |
| 6:40 |
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Used to be so easy
to give my heart away But I've found that the hard way is a price you have to pay I found that love was no friend of mine I should have known time after time So long, it was so long ago but I still got the blues for you Used to be so easy to fall in love again I've found that the hard way it's a way that leads to pain I've found that love was more than just a game to play and to win but to lose just the same so many years since I've seen your face and now in my heart there's an empty space where you used to be Though the days come and go there's one thing I know I still got the blues for you |
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| 8. |
| 2:57 |
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I used to wake up in the morning with an aching head.
I couldn't remember anything I'd said. My friends told me I was getting out of line. If it wasn't for you baby, I'd be doing time. Since I met you baby, you've made a new man of me. Since I met you baby, I'm happy as a man could be. Yes, I am. I used to think I was better than the rest. Ain't no doubt about it, I was no second best. Didn't seem to matter what was right or what was wrong. I did some crazy things before you came along. Since I met you baby, you've made a new man of me. Since I met you baby, I'm happy as a man could be. Yes, I am. Since I met you baby. Since I met you baby. Since I met you baby. Since I met you baby. Since I met you baby, I'm happy as a man could be. One more time! Since I met you baby. Since I met you baby. Since I met you baby. Since I met you baby. Since I met you baby. Since I met you baby. Since I met you baby. Since I met you baby. Well, since I met you baby, I'm happy as a man could be. Yes, I am. Happy as a man can be. You tell 'em Gary! Yeah! |
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| 9. |
| 8:50 |
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The sky is cryin' Look at the tears rollin' down the street The sky is cryin' Look at the tears rollin' down the street I been lookin' for my baby I wonder where she can be That's right I saw my baby one mornin' And she was walkin' on down the street I saw my baby one mornin' And she was walkin' on down the street Yes, she was You know it hurt me so bad It made my poor heart skip a beat Here we go, play it for me I've got a bad, bad feelin' My baby don't love me no more I've got a bad, bad feelin' My baby don't love me no more, no The sky is cryin' Woh, look at the tears rolling down my nose The sky is cryin' Look at the tears rollin' down the street, yeah The sky is cryin' Look at the tears rollin' down the street I been lookin' for my baby I wonder where my baby can be |
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| 10. |
| 5:34 |
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Further on up the road Someone's gonna hurt you like you hurt me Further on up the road Someone's gonna hurt you like you hurt me Further on up the road Just you wait and see Now you're laughing pretty baby But one day you'll be cryin' You're laughing pretty baby But one day you'll be cryin' Further on up the road You'll see I wasn't lyin' Further on up the road Someone's gonna hurt you like you hurt me Further on up the road Someone's gonna hurt you like you hurt me Further on up the road Just you wait and see Here we go Now you're laughing pretty baby But one day you'll be cryin' You're laughing pretty baby But one day you'll be cryin' Further on up the road You'll see I wasn't lyin' Further on up the road Someone's gonna hurt you like you hurt me Further on up the road Someone's gonna hurt you like you hurt me Further on up the road Just you wait and see, yeah Now you're laughing pretty baby But one day you'll be cryin' You're laughing pretty baby But one day you'll be cryin' Further on up the road You'll see I wasn't lyin' Further on up the road Further on up the road Further on up the road Further on up the road Further on up the road Further on up the road Further on up the road Further on up the road Further on up the road Further on up the road, yeah Further on up the road Someone's gonna hurt you |
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| 11. |
| 6:13 |
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He was born in Mississippi 1924.
He was born in Mississippi 1924. Left his home with no money. He had to pay his dues, but he knew the time was comin' when he'd be king of the blues. King of the blues! Lost his heart to a woman, Lucy was her name. Lost his heart to a woman, Lucy was her name. Yes, it was. When he hears her sing so sweetly, he knows he just can't lose. When he holds her in his arms he knows that he's the king of the blues. He's a Hunter with a Crosscut Saw. Born Under A Bad Sign. Caught his baby messin' down the Laundromat. He Almost Lost his Mind. Yeah! He was born in Mississippi 1924. He was born in Indianola, Mississippi 1924. Yes, he was! He doesn't need no jester to keep him amused. He's got Lucy by his side, he's making headline news. Doesn't need no palace, like Freddie down in Dallas. You can call him what you like, I call him king of the blues. That's right, mister Albert King of the blues. Yeah! King of the blues. Let me hear ya! |
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| 12. |
| 6:59 |
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I remember Paris in '49.
The Champs Elysee, San Michelle And old Beauolais wine. And I recall that you were mine In those Parisienne days. Looking back at the photographs. Those summerdays spent outside corner cafes. Oh, I could write you paragraphs, About my old Parisienne days. |
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| 13. |
| 5:49 |
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What can you say?
There isn't much to tell. I'm going downhill and I blame myself. I've been jumpin' at shadows, thinking 'bout my life. Everybody points their hand at me. I know I'm just a picture of what I should've been. I've been jumpin' at shadows, thinking 'bout my life. What can you say? There isn't much to tell. I'm going downhill and I blame myself. I've been jumpin' at shadows, thinking 'bout my life. |
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