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I get later on in the evenin' time, I feel like, like blowin' my horn
I woke up this mo'nin, find my, my little baby gone, hmm Later on in the evenin', main man, I feel like, like blowin' my horn Well I, woke up this mo'nin' baby, find my little baby gone A well now, some folks say they worry, worry blues ain't bad Well that's a misery ole feelin', honey now, well gal, I most ever had Some folks tell me, man I did worry, the blues ain't bad That's a misery feelin' child, I most, most ever had Well, brooks run into the ocean, ocean run in, into the sea Brook run into the ocean, child, ocean run into the sea Well, if I don't find my baby now, well gal, you gonna have to bury me If I don't find my baby somebody gonna, gonna bury me, um-hm Yes, minutes seem like hours an hours seem like days Seems like my baby would stop her, her lowdown ways, hey Yes, seem like my woman now, well gal, she might stop her lowdown ways Well now I'm, I'm leavin' this mo'nin' if I had-a, whoa ride the blind Minutes seem like hours child, an hours seem like days I feel mistreated girl you know now, I don't mind dyin' Yeah, been mistreated baby now, baby an I don't mind dyin Leavin' this mo'nin, tell ya I had-a now ride the blind |
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Well now, I told my man, way up in Dundee
Lord, I told my man, way up in Dundee Well now, you go down to Mr. Howard Stovall's place, he got all the burr clover you need Well now, the reason I love, that old Burr Clover Farm, so well Yeah now .the reason I love, that old Burr Clover Farm, so well Well now, we always have money and we never raise no hell Well now I'm leavin' this mo'nin', sho do hate to go, yeah babe Lord, I'm leavin' this mo'nin' , an I sho' do hate to go Well now, I've got to leave that Burr Clover Farm, I ain't comin' back here no mo' Play that boy! Yeah told you I was leavin' at 4 o'clock this mo'nin' Now goodbye ev'rybody, an I may not come back down I said goodbye ev'rybody, an I may not come back down Well now I gotta leave that Burr Clover Farm, my baby don't want me around Well so long, so long, you gonna need my help, I say So long, so long, you gonna need my help, I say Well now I'm gonna sell ya some Burr Clover honey, just before I go away |
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Come on, please take a walk with me
Come on, please take a walk with me Back to the same old place, baby where we long to be Come on, please take a walk with me Come on, please take a walk with me Back to the same old place, baby where your plantation is Now you know early one mornin' baby, 'bout half past four You know you come knockin' upon poor Nattie's door Come on, please take a walk with me Back to the same old place baby where we long to be When I call on that gal you know, I'm gonna walk so slow Tell ya ev'rytime ya see my little woman come walkin', walk some more Come on, please take a walk with me Back to the same old place, mama, where we long to be Well you know I'm gonna take a little walk, on the avenue I've got somethin' baby, for you to do Come on, please take a walk with me You want your daddy to take a walk wit' you? Back to the same old place, gal where we long to be Well now you know I believe I'll walk after I walk On outta this town I'm gettin' tired of you doggin' me woman, now Doggin' me around Come on, please take a walk with me Back to the same old place, gal where we long to be |
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Well, now the reason that I love
That ol' Stovall's farm so well. Yes, now the reason that I love That ol' Stovall's farm so well. Well, you know we have plenty money And we never be raisin' hell. Well, we raise plenty cotton And we are booked out with the corn. Yes, we raise plenty cotton And we are booked out with the corn. Well, you know, we have to carry the place on Now the main boss been here and gone. |
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Well I'm goin' away to leave
Won't be back no more Goin' back down south, child Don't you want to go? Woman I'm troubled, I be all worried in mind Well baby I just can't be satisfied And I just can't keep from cryin' Well I feel like snappin' Pistol in your face I'm gonna let some graveyard Lord be your resting place Woman I'm troubled, I be all worried in mind Well baby I can never be satisfied And I just can't keep from cryin' Well now all in my sleep Hear my doorbell ring Looking for my baby I couldn't see not a doggone thing Woman I was troubled, I was all worried in mind Well honey I could never be satisfied And I just couldn't keep from cryin' Well I know my little old baby She gonna jump and shout That old train be late man, Lord And I come walking out I be troubled, I be all worried in mind Well honey ain't no way in the world could we be satisfied And I just can't keep from crying |
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You know the gypsy woman told me that you your mother's bad-luck child
You know the gypsy woman told me that you your mother's bad-luck child Well, you're having a good time now, but that'll be trouble after while Well, you know I went to a gypsy woman to have my fortune told She say, "You better go back home son and peep through your, your key hole" You know the gypsy woman told me that you your mother's bad-luck child Well, you're having a good time now, but that'll be trouble after while Well, now, you know I went back home, I took the gypsy woman as she said I peeped through my keyhole and there was another man laying in my bed You know the gypsy woman told me that you your mother's bad-luck child Well, you're having a good time now, but that'll be trouble after while |
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I got a mean red spider,
and she been webbin' all over town I got a mean red spider, and she been webbin' all over town I'm gonna get me a mean black spider, so I can tear her cobweb down I got a break comin no need for me to moan I got a break is sho' comin', no need for me to moan That's jus' a mean red spider, she's breakin' up my happy home All right stop this stuff man Go ahead man If I don't go crazy, I will surely lose my mind Well you know if I don't go crazy, I will surely lose my mind I got a mean red spider, and she been webbin' all over town |
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Well, now it gettin,
Late on into the evenin and I feel like, like blowin my home. When I woke up this mornin all I, I had was gone. Now it gettin, Late on into the evenin, man now, I feel like, like blowin my home. Well now, woke up this mornin, all I had was gone. Well, brooks run into the ocean, the ocean run in, into the sea, If I don't find my baby, somebody gonna sure bury me. Brooks run into the ocean, man, that ole ocean run into the sea, Well now, if I don't find my baby chile, somebody sure gonna bury me. Well, minutes seemed like hours, an hour don't it seem like days? Seems like my baby would stop her old evil way, Minutes seemed like hours, an hour seemed like days, Well now, seems like my baby child, whoo-hoo well, child, Would stop her low down ways. |
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I was standing in my kitchen,
Looking way out 'cross the field. Yes, I was standing in my kitchen, Looking way out 'cross the field. I thought I heard, I thought I heard, My little Geneva call me. Well I was standing at my window, Watching the rain begin to fall. Yes, I was standing at my window, Watching the rain begin to fall. I want to see Geneva so bad this morning, Man, she heals my all in all. Alright, Geneva Yes, I was standing in my door, Watching the sun go behind a tree. Yes, I was standing in my door, Watching the sun go behind a tree. I want to see Geneva so bad, so bad, Right now I'm on my bended knee. |
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Well, I rolled and I tumbled, cried the whole night long
Well, I rolled and I tumbled, cried the whole night long Well, I woke up this mornin', didn't know right from wrong Well, I told my baby, before I left that town Well, I told my baby, before I left that town Well, don't you let nobody, tear my barrelhouse down Well, ahh, mmm-hmmm, owww, oww ooo, aww, oww, oh Aaa, mmm-hmmm, oww, oh oh oh owww, oww ooo, aww, oww, oh Well, if the river was whiskey, and I was a divin' duck Well, if the river was whiskey, and I was a divin' duck Well, I would dive to the bottom, never would I come up Well, I could a had a religion, this bad old thing instead Well, I could a had a religion, this bad old thing instead Well, all whiskey and women, would not let me pray |
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Well I've been workin' on the high line, baby, all day and night
I got a streamline woman. She makes my electro kick off right You said you really wanna be in the mood Yes, I've been workin' on the high line, baby, all day and night Well now, if you want to be my little girl, You'd mind me to so proper, when you're blue Child I've been workin' on the high line, baby, all day and night You know you're my streamline woman. You make my electro kick off right What kind of woman is that? All right, man Well now, you know I want you to pull down your windows, baby Won't hear that old troubadour whine Pull down your window blinds, so your next door neighbor, little girl |
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