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Gee, but it's hard to love someone
When that someone don't love you I'm so disgusted, heartbroken, too I've got those down hearted blues Once I was crazy 'bout a man He mistreated me all the time The next man I get has got To promise to be mine, all mine Trouble, trouble, I've had it all my days Trouble, trouble, I've had it all my days It seems that trouble's going to follow me to my grave I ain't never loved but three men in my life I ain't never loved but three men in my life My Father, my brother and the man that wrecked my life It may be a week, it may be a month or two It may be a week, it may be a month or two But the day you quit me honey, it's coming home to you I got the world in a jug, the stopper's in my hand I got the world in a jug, the stopper's in my hand I'm going to hold it until you didn't come under my command |
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Stop rollin' them bones & listen to me;
I had a gamblin' man he's hard to understand he just give me worries and goin' around he was scheming to his dice couldn't give him no advice he followed the deal on down he was a gambler i mean he was a gambler and he'd always lay his money down if he win or if he lose he would never sing the blues he followed the deal on down he took sick the other day and his bills i had to pay none of his good friends could be found not a penny to his name of course he's not to blame lord, he followed the deal on down he was a gambler yes he was a gambler and he would always go from town to town gamblin' life he'd crave it lays a poor boy in his grave he followed the deal on down |
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Some folks the're always crying
Crying their mean old blues Not Me, you never even see me frown. Some folks just walk around tryin' Tryin' hard love to loose, But I felt let it come the better let it burn I'm the happiest gal in the town Easy come easy go Nothing ever worries me, Care for none, eyes of stone Don't know misery. If my man be trouble, Or if he don't I'll get someone to love me anytime you want Easy come easy go Right from my head to my shoes Don't wanna be no skinny vamp or nothing like that Daddy always knows just where his sweet Mama's at I'm overflowin' with those easy come, easy go blues. He'll swallows me up, when he's lovin; hear what I've said Believe me I go out to lick him 'most everyday I'm overflowin' with those easy come, easy go blues. |
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Late last night, I sold away and cried
Late last night, I sold away and cried Had the blues for Chicago, I just can't be satisfied Blues on my brain, my tongue refused to talk Blues on my brain, my tongue refused to talk I was followin' my daddy but my feet refuses to walk Mean old fireman, cruel old engineer Lord mean old fireman, cruel old engineer You took my man and left his mama standing here Big red headline, tomorrow Defender news Big red headline, tomorrow Defender news "Woman dead down home, these old Chicago blues" I said blues |
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If you catch me stealin', I don't mean no harm
If you catch me stealin', I don't mean no harm It's a mark in my family and it must be carryin' on I got nineteen men and won't want more I got nineteen men and won't want more If I had one more I'd let that nineteen go It's hard to love another woman's man It's hard to love another woman's man You catch him when you want him, you got to catch him when you can Have you ever seen a peaches grow on sweet potato vine?? Have you ever seen a peaches grow on sweet potato vine ?? Just step in my backyard and take a peep at mine I'm gonna tell you, daddy, like Solomon ?told the Jew I'm gonna tell you, daddy, like Solomon told the Jew If you don't like-ee me, I sure don't like-ee you |
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Don't bring no ghosts in the front, hurry 'em round to the backdoor!?
This house is so haunted with dead men I can't lose? This house is so haunted with dead men I can't lose And a sneaky old feeling gives me those haunted house blues I can't sleep no more, I done lost my appetite I can't sleep no more, done lost my appetite 'Cause my mistreating daddy hangs around me day and night? He moans when I'm sleeping, he wakes me at 2 a.m.? He moans when I'm sleeping, he wakes me at 2 a.m.? And he makes me swear I'll have no other man but him? Now I'm so worried and I'm blue all the time? Now I'm so worried and I'm blue all the time? Go tell the undertaker to fix that old coffin of mine Lord, help us to get right! I'm scared to stay here, I'm scared to leave this town I'm scared to stay here, I'm scared to leave this town? But a feeling just tells me to burn this house on down? Tear this house on down |
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Tillie Brown was a dancing fool?
Spent her time in a dancing school? When the band would play Tillie would start right in to sway First one out on the ballroom floor? She never got enough, she just craved for more? When she start to sway? All the girls and boys would say? Whoa, Tillie, take your time Whoa, Tillie, take your time There ain't no use to hurrying 'cause you wanna prance You've got all night to do that dance Whoa, Tillie, lay 'em down? Whoa, Tillie Brown? You don't know what to shake? When you shake? What to break Whoa, Tillie, take your time Whoa, Tillie, take your time Whoa, Tillie, take your time? There ain't no use to hurrying 'cause you wanna prance? Look out there, Tillie, you got all night to do that dance Whoa, Tillie, lay 'em down?Whoa, Tillie, Tillie Brown? You don't know what to shake?When you shake What to break? Whoa, Tillie, take your time |
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Hey boweavil, don't sing them blues no more
Hey boweavil, don't sing them blues no more Boweavil's here, boweavil's everywhere you go I'm a lone boweavil, been out a great long time I'm a lone boweavil, been out a great long time For to sing this song, to ease boweavil's troublin' mind I don't want no sugar, put into my tea I don't want no sugar, put into my tea The mens are so evil, I'm scared they might poison me I went down town I bought myself a hat I brought it back home I laid it on the shelf I looked in my bedroom Tired sleepin' by myself I'm tired sleepin' by myself |
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Back in Black Mountain, a child will smack your face
Back in Black Mountain, a child will smack your face Babies cryin' for liquor, and all the birds sing bass Black Mountain people are bad as they can be Black Mountain people are bad as they can be They uses gunpowder just to sweeten their tea Back in Black Mountain, can't keep a man in jail Back in Black Mountain, can't keep a man in jail If the jury finds him guilty, the judge'll throw they bail Had a man in Black Mountain, sweetest man in town Had a man in Black Mountain, the sweetest man in town He met a city gal, and he throwed me down I'm bound for Black Mountain, me and my razor and my gun Lord, I'm bound for Black Mountain, me and my razor and gun I'm gonna shoot him if he stands still, and cut him if he runs Down in Black Mountain, they all shoot quick and straight Down in Black Mountain, they all shoot quick and straight The bullet'll get you, if you start dodgin' too late Got the devil in my soul, and I'm full of bad booze Got the devil in my soul, and I'm full of bad booze I'm out here for trouble, I've got the Black Mountain blues Note: I'm unsure of the underlined/blank lyrics-- any idea? to provide money for someone's bail is to "throw" their (they) bail. |
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