| RELEASE DATE: | 2007-06-00 |
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| # OF TRACKS: | 48 |
| ALBUM TYPE: | 정규, studio |
| GENRE/STYLE: | 락 |
| ALSO KNOWN AS: | - |
| INDEX: | 21 |
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INTRODUCTION
50-60년대, B.B. King, Muddy Waters와 함께 블루스계의 전설과 같은 존재였던 일렉트릭 시카고 블루스의 명인 Howlin' Wolf의 2007년 공개된 [Howlin' Wolf Anthology]!! 걸죽한 보컬과 화려한 하모니카 솜씨 등 명인 숨결을 고스란히 담아 내고 있는 앨범으로, 'Smokestack Lightnin', 'Goin g Back Home', 'Sitting On Top Of The World', 'Down In The Bottom', 'Red Rooster'을 히트 싱글을 비롯, 총 48곡의 대표곡을 수록!! ....  .... 
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Ah-oh, smokestack lightnin,
Shinin, just like gold,
Why don't ya hear me cryin?
A-whoo-hooo, oooo,
Whooo.
Whoa-oh, tell me, baby,
What's the, matter with you?
Why don't ya hear me cryin?
Whoo-hooo, whoo-hooo,
Whooo.
Whoa-oh, tell me, baby,
Where did ya, stay last night?
A-why don't ya hear me cryin?
Whoo-hooo, whoo-hooo,
Whooo.
Whoa-oh, stop your train,
Let her, go for a ride.
Why don't ya hear me cryin?
Whoo-hooo, whoo-hooo,
Whooo.
Whoa-oh, fare ya well.
Never see, a you no more.
A-why don't ya hear me cryin?
Oooo, whoo-hooo,
Whooo.
Whoa-oh, who been here baby since,
I-I been gone, a little, bity boy?
Girl, be on.
A-whoo-hooo, whoo-hooo,
Whooo.
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Oh, I asked her for water, she brought me gasoline.
Oh, I asked her for water, she brought me gasoline.
That's the troublingest woo-hoo (woman?), that I ever seen.
The church bell tollin', the hearse come driving slow.
The church bell tollin', the hearse come driving slow.
I hope my baby, don't leave me no more.
Oh tell me baby, when are you coming back home?
Oh tell me baby, when are you coming back home?
You know I love you baby, but you've been gone too long.
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One summer day, she went away
She gone and left me, she gone to stay
But now she gone and I can't worry
Because I'm sitting on top of the world
Worked all the summer, worked all the fall
Had to take Christmas, in my overall
But now she gone and I don't worry
Sitting on top of the world
Going down to the freight yard, just to meet a freight train
I'm gonna leave this town, [Incomprehensible]
But now she gone and I don't worry
Sitting on top of the world
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Well I'm a poor boy, long way from home.
Well I'm a poor boy, long way from home.
No spending money in my pocket, no spare meat on my bone.
Now, people ask me, "what does a poor boy do?"
Now, people ask me, "what does a poor boy do?"
Poor boy sews patches on his clothes,
Stuffs newspaper in his shoes.
I'm goin' back to Chicago, man, that's where I'm from.
I'm goin' back to Chicago, man, that's where I'm from.
I got so many friends in Chicago,
Place just can't do me no harm.
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Tell me, what in the world can be wrong
Tell me, what in the world can be wrong
Woke up this morning
Trouble knocking on my door
I wonder what the trouble
Big trouble at my door
I wonder what the trouble
Real troubles at my door
Thursday morning my baby's making(?)
Don't want me anymore
I'll have to forget it and let this trouble pass
I'll have to forget it and let this trouble pass
I wonder sometimes, how long my troubles gonna last
All night long, somebody knocking on my door
All night long, somebody knocking on my door
There ain't nothing but my troubles
Can't be worried here anymore
Goodbye, goodbye baby, got to go
Goodbye, goodbye baby, got to go
I can't lay around here, be worried with this trouble no more
Trouble is knocking
Trouble is knocking
Trouble is knocking
Trouble is knocking
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She's hot like red pepper
Sweet like cherry wine
I'm so glad she love me
Love me all the time
She's my little baby
Sweet as she can be
All this love she's got
It belong to me
If you hear me howlin'
Callin' on my darlin'
Sayin' ooh hoo, hoo hooee
Every time she kiss me
She make the lights go out
Up early in the morning
She make me jump and shout
This bad love I've got
Make me laugh and cry
Makes me really look
That I'm too young to die
If you hear me howlin'
Callin' on my darlin'
Sayin' ooh hoo, hoo hooee
Every time she kiss me
She make the lights go out
Up early in the morning
She make me jump and shout
She my little baby
Sweet as she can be
And all this love she's got
It belong to me
If you hear me howlin'
Callin' on my darlin'
Sayin' ooh hoo, hoo hoo
Hoo hoo, hoo hooee
She's hot like red pepper
Sweet like cherry wine
I'm so glad she loves me
Love me all the time
This bad love I've got
Make me laugh and cry
Makes me really look
That I'm too young to die
If you hear me howlin'
Callin' on my darlin'
Sayin' ooh hoo, hoo hoo
Hoo hoo, hoo hooee
And if you hear me howlin'
Callin' on my darlin'
Sayin' ooh hoo, hoo hoo
Hoo hoo, hoo hooee
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It could be a spoonsful of diamonds,
Could be a spoonful of gold,
Just a little spoon of your precious love,
Satisfies my soul.
Men lies about little,
Some of them cries about little,
Some of them dies about little,
Everything fight about little spoonful.
It could be a spoonful of coffee,
Could be a spoonful of tea,
But a little spoon of your precious love,
Good enough for me.
Men lies about that,
Some of them dies about that,
Some of them cries about that,
But everything fight about that spoonful.
That spoon, dat spoon, dat spoonful.
It could be a spoonsful of water,
Saved from the deserts sand,
But one spoon of them fortifies.
Save you from another man.
Men lies about that,
Some of them cries about that,
Some of them dies about that,
Everybody fightin' about that spoonful.
That spoon, dat spoon, dat spoonful.
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Tell Automatic Slim , tell Razor Totin' Jim
Tell Butcher Knife Totin' Annie, tell Fast Talking Fanny
A we gonna pitch a ball, a down to that union hall
We gonna romp and tromp till midnight
We gonna fuss and fight till daylight
We gonna pitch a wang dang doodle all night long
All night long
All night long
All night long
Tell Kudu-Crawlin' Red, tell Abyssinian Ned
Tell ol' Pistol Pete, everybody gonna meet
Tonight we need no rest, we really gonna throw a mess
We gonna to break out all of the windows, we gonna kick down all the doors
We gonna pitch a wang dang doodle all night long
All night long
All night long
All night long
Tell Fats and Washboard Sam, that everybody gonna to jam
Tell Shaky and Boxcar Joe, we got sawdust on the floor
Tell Peg and Caroline Dye, we gonna have a time.
When the fish scent fill the air, there'll be snuff juice everywhere
We gonna pitch a wang dang doodle all night long
All night long
All night long
All night long
All night long
All night long
All night long
All night long
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I am a back door man.
I am a back door man.
Well the men don't know, but the little girls understand.
When everybody's sound asleep,
I'm somewhere making my midnight creep.
Yes in the morning, the rooster crow.
Something tell me, I got to go.
I am a back door man.
I am a back door man.
Well the men don't know, but little girls understand.
They take me to the doctor. Shot full o' holes.
Nurse cried, please save the soul.
Killed him for murder, first degree.
Judge's wife cried. Let the man go free.
I am a back door man.
I am a back door man.
Well the men don't know, but little girls understand.
Stand out there. Cop's wife cried.
Don't take him down. Rather be dead.
Six feets in the ground.
When you come home you can eat pork and beans.
I eats mo' chicken any man seen
I am a back door man.
I am a back door man.
Well the men don't know, but the little girls understand
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Well now, baby meet me in the bottom, bring me my running shoes
Well now, baby meet me in the bottom, bring me my running shoes
Well, I'll come out the window, won't have time to lose.
When you see me streaking by, please don't be late
When you see me streaking by, please don't be late
Well you runnin', though my life is at stake
Well, I hope you'll see me when I come streaking by
Well, I hope you'll see me when I come streaking by
She got a bad old man, you know I'm too young to die
I got to leave here. Get caught in...
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Sho' look good but you don't mean a thing to me (2x)
I got a hip shakin' beauty, shake like a willow tree
You went away baby, you got back a little too late (2x)
I got a cool shakin' baby, shake like jello on a plate
What my baby want, you know she found in my arm (2x)
Every time she stop
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, her flush hips shake like jello
Oh shake it baby
Shake it for me
Oh shake little baby
Shake it for me
Oh shake little baby, do that
Shake like a willow tree
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You so sweet, you so fine,
How I wish, you was mine.
Honey, I'll be your love,
You'll be mine. You'll be mine. You'll be mine.
You so nice, you so true,
I'm so glad, I love you.
Honey, I'll be your love,
You'll be mine.
You'll be mine.
You'll be mine.
Tell me pretty, pretty baby,
Is you gonna try?
If you said, maybe,
Hang on baby til the day I die.
It is true, I love you.
I don't care, what you do.
Honey, I'll be your love, You'll be mine.
You'll be mine.
You'll be mine.
Tell me pretty, pretty baby,
Is you gonna try?
If you said, maybe,
Hang on baby til the day I die.
That is true, I love you.
I don't care, what you do.
Honey, I'll be your love,
You'll be mine.
You'll be mine.
You'll be mine.
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Man...
You know I've been enjoyin' things that kings and queens will never have!
In fact kings and queens can never get 'm.
And they don't even know about it!
And good times? Mmmmmmmmm-mmh!!
I have had my fun, if I never get well no more
Oh my health is fadin' on me, oh yes I'm goin' down slow
Now looka here...
I did not say I was a millionaire...
But I said I have spent more money than a millionaire!
Cause if I had kept all my money that I'd already spent,
I would've been a millionaire a looong time ago...
And women? Great Googlie-Mooglie!!
Please write my mother, tell her the shape I'm in
Tell her to pray for me, forgive me for my sin
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Well, I ain't superstitious, black cat just cross my trail.
Well, I ain't superstitious, oh the black cat just cross my trail.
Don't sweep me with no broom, I might get put in jail.
When my right hand itches, I gets money for sure.
When my right hand itches, I gets money for sure.
But, when my left eye jumps, somebody's got to go.
Well, I ain't superstitious, black cat just cross my trail.
Well, I ain't superstitious, black cat just cross my trail.
Don't sweep me with no broom, I just might get put in jail.
Well, the dogs are howlin, all over the neighborhood.
Whoa, the dogs are howlin, all over the neighborhood.
That is true sign of death, baby, that ain't no good.
Well, I'm not superstitious, blow that black cat across my trail.
Well, I'm not superstitious, a black cat across my trail.
Don't sweep me with no broom, I just might get put in jail.
That's bad luck for me.
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Well I know
I've got a babe
And I know her
Love is true
But you ain't seen nothing
'Til you see her, see her
Do the do
Do the do
Shake her shoulder
Take her time
Mover her body
Like I move mine
When she's dancing
You'll love her too
When you see her
Do the do
Do the do
34 bust
22 waist
Everything
Right in place
Cool disposition
Love her too
When you see her
Do the do
Do the do
Well, well there
Ain't nothing like
When you see her
Do the do
Do the do
Well I know
I've got a babe
And I know her
Love is true
But you ain't seen nothing
'Til you see her, see her
Do the do
Do the do
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Well, all you girls think
The days are dawned
You don't have to worry
You can have your fun
Take me, baby
For your little boy
Because three hundred pounds
Of a heavenly joy
This is it, this is it
Look what you get
You've been bending
And hiding 'round behind his back
And you got your man
That you don't like
Throw that Jack, baby
Outta your mind
Follow me, baby
And have a real good time
This is it, this is it
Look what you get
Hoy, hoy
I'm the boy
I've got three hundred pounds
Of a heavenly joy
I'm so glad
That you understand
I'm three hundred pounds
Of muscle and man
This is it, this is it
Look what you get
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Some folk built like this, some folk built like that
But the way I'm built, Don't you call me fat
Because I'm built for comfort, I ain't built for speed
But I got everything all that a good girl need
Some folk rip and roar, some folk b'lieve in signs
But if you want me baby, you got to take your time
Because I'm built for comfort, I ain't built for speed
But I got everything all the good girl need
And I ain't got no diamonds, I ain't got no gold
But I do have love to satisfy your soul
Because I'm built for comfort, I ain't built for speed
But I got everything all you good women need
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I'm a taildragger
I swipes out my track
When I get what I want
I don't come sneakin' back
When the mighty Wolf
Make a midnight creep
Then the hunters
They can't find him
Stealin' chicks
Everywhere he go
Then drag his tail
Behind him
I'm a taildragger
I wipe out my track
When I get what I want
Well I don't come sneakin' back
A cooter drags
His tail in the sand
A fish wiggle
His tail in the water
When the mighty Wolf
Come along waggin' his tail
He done stole
Somebody's daughter
I'm a taildragger
I wipe out my tracks
When I get what I want
Well I don't come sneakin' back
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Her lips are sweet, her legs are big
Her looks can make you dance the jig
Her touch is so soft, her heart is so warm
What knocks me out is your hidden charms
Her voice is so soft, her love is so true
I think about her, that's all I do
She's weak and wanton in my arms
What moves me, darling, is your hidden charms
When I hold you in my arms
Brings out all of your hidden charms
Her kiss is so pure as the morning dew
A real gone love is exciting too
Her eyes that talk, they say come on
What kills me, baby, is your hidden charms
When I hold you in my arms
Brings out all of your hidden charms
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I should'a quit you, long time ago
I should'a quit you, baby, long time ago
I should'a quit you, and went on to Mexico
If I ha'da followed, my first mind
If I ha'da followed, my first mind
I'd'a been gone, since my second time
I should'a went on, when my friend come from Mexico at me
I should'a went on, when my friend come from Mexico at me
I was foolin' with ya baby, I let ya put me on the killin' floor
Lord knows, I should'a been gone
Lord knows, I should'a been gone
And I wouldn't've been here, down on the killin' floor
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