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Canned Heat
Well, did you ever, Well, did you ever, Well, did you ever, Well, did you ever wake up, With them bullfrogs on your mind? Well, did you ever wake up, With them bullfrogs on your mind? You had to sit there laughin', Laughin' just to keep from crying. Well, did you ever wake up, With that one woman on your mind, Well, did you ever wake up, With that one woman on your mind, Sit there laughin', Laughin' just to keep from crying. My mother got em, My father got em, My sister got em, My brother got em. I woke up this morning, My grandmother had them too, Well, don't you know about that, I got the bullfrog blues. Bullfrog My mother got em, My father got em, My sister got em, My brother got em. I woke up this morning, My grandmother had them too, Well, don't you know about that, I got the bullfrog blues. Called up my doctor, Was not feeling so well, Well, I called up the doctor, Was not feeling so well. He looked inside his bag and said, "Well, well".... You don't need no doctor, You don't need no pill, You don't need no doctor, You don't need no pill. Just take my advice, It'll surely cure your ills. Head on down to New Orleans, Prettiest place you ever seen, Get on down to the river bend, That's where the music never ends. Open your ears, Don't you feel good? Get yourself one helluva shot of rhythm 'n' blues. Go on down to new Orleans, The greatest place you ever been, Head on down to the river bend, Dig the music of the Cajun bands, Honky-tonk piano, Make you feel good, Open your ears, To rhythm 'n' blues. Well, did you ever wake up, With them bullfrogs on your mind? Well, did you ever wake up, With them bullfrogs on your mind? You had to sit there laughin', Laughin' just to keep from crying. Well, did you ever wake up, With that one woman on your mind, Well, did you ever wake up, With that one woman on your mind, You had to sit there laughing, Laughing just to keep from crying. |
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Dixon
It's a long way from home, Can't sleep at night. Call on your telephone; Something just ain't right. That's evil, evil is going on wrong. I want to warn you brother, You better watch your happy home. You make it to your house, Knock on the front door, Run 'round to the back; You'll catch him just before he goes. That's evil, evil is going on. I have warned you brother, You better watch your happy home. If you call on the telephone And she answers long and slow, Grab the first thing smoking And you have to haul her home. (*) That's evil, evil is going on wrong. I have warned you brother, You better watch your happy home. |
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Oden
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!! (sung:) I have had my fun, if I never get well no more (x 2) Oh my health is fadin' on me, oh yes I'm goin' down slow (spoken:) 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!! (sung:) Please write my mother, tell her the shape I'm in (x 2) Tell her to pray for me, forgive me for my sin |
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Petway
Well I wish I was a catfish, Swimming in, lord, the deep blue sea. I'd have a, all you pretty women, Fishin' after me, fishin' after me, Fishin' after me. Yeah. Ohh yeah, ohh yeah, ohh yeah, ohh yeah. When I went down, my girlfriends house. And I sat down, lord, on her front step. And she said a, come in now Jimi. My husband just now left, just now left. Ohh yeah, ohh yeah, ohh yeah, ohh yeah. Well there's two, two trains runnin', But there's not one, lord, that's goin' my way. You know there's a one train runnin' at midnight. Other one leave just for a day, Leave just for a day. Ohh yeah, ohh yeah, ohh yeah, ohh yeah |
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I'm gon' get up in the mornin',
I believe I'll dust my broom I'm gon' get up in the mornin', I believe I'll dust my broom Girlfriend, the black man you been lovin', girlfriend, can't get my room I'm gon' write a letter, telephone every town I know I'm gon' write a letter, telephone every town I know If I can't find her in West Helena, she must be in East Monroe I know I don't want no woman, wants every downtown man she meet I don't want no woman, wants every downtown man she meet She's a no good doney, they shouldn't 'low her on the street I believe, I believe I'll go back home I believe, I believe I'll go back home You can mistreat me here, babe, but you can't when I go home And I'm gettin' up in the mornin', I believe I'll dust my broom I'm gettin' up in the mornin', I believe I'll dust my broom Girlfriend, the black man you been lovin', girlfriend, can't get my room I'm 'on' call up Chiney, see is my good gal over there I'm 'on' call up Chiney, see is my good gal over there If I can't find her on Philippine's Island, she must be in Ethiopia somewhere |
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Williamson
You got to help me I can't do it all by myself You got to help me, baby I can't do it all by myself You know if you don't help me darling I'll have to find myself somebody else I may have to wash I may have to sew I may have to cook I might mop the floor But you help me babe You know if you don't help me darling I'll find myself somebody else When I walk, walk with me When I talk, you talk to me Oh baby, I can't do it all by myself You know if you don't help me darling I'll have to find myself somebody else Help me, help me darlin' Bring my nightshirt Put on your morning gown Bring my nightshirt Put on your morning gown Darlin I know we stripped bare But I don't feel like lying down |
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Cryin', ain't goin' down this
Big road by myself A-don't ya hear me talkin', pretty mama? Lord, ain't goin' down this Big road by myself If I don't carry you Gon car' somebody else Cryin, sun gon' shine in My backdoor, someday A-don't ya hear me talkin', pretty mama? Lord, sun gon' shine in My backdoor, someday A wind gon' change all Blow my blues away Baby, what made you do Things you do-do-do Like you do-do-do? Don't you hear me, now? What made you do me Like you do-do-do? Now, you think 'gon do me like you Done to po' old Cherry Red Take the poor boy's money, now Sho' nuff, you won't take mine A-don't ya hear me talkin', pretty mama? Taken this poor boy's money Sho' nuff, won't take mine Taken the po' boy's money, now Sure t' God, you won't take mine Cryin', ain't goin' down this Big road by myself A-don't you hear me talkin', pretty mama? Lord, ain't goin' down this Big road by myself If I don't car' you Gon' carry somebody else Cryin', sun gon' shine on My back door someday A-don't you hear me talkin', pretty mama? Know sun gon' shine in My back door someday And a wind gon' change and Blow my blues away. |
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I went to Denver
Late last fall I went to do my job Yeah I didn't break any law We worked a hippie place Like many in our land They couldn't bust the place And so they got the band 'Cause the police in Denver No, they don't want none of them long hairs hanging around And that's the reason why They want to tear Canned Heat's reputation down You people in Denver Will know what I mean Yeah, the things I'm gonna tell ya Yeah, you've all heard and seen You remember when a cop on the beat Used to rob and steal Today they're gone, but the others get it on So you know just how I feel 'Cause the police in Denver Lord, they don't want none of them long hairs hanging around And that's the reason why They try to tear Canned Heat's reputation down Yeah, they try to tear it down, boy They ain't gonna do it though Let me tell you this just one more time Just one more thing I wanna tell ya Before I go It's a shame the Man in Denver Has to lie and mistreat people so Now six months ain't no sentence One year ain't no time When I hear from one to ten It worries my troubled mind 'Cause the police in Denver Lord, don't want no long hairs around And that's the reason why They try to tear Canned Heat's reputation down |
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Well, I'm so tired of crying
But I'm out on the road again I'm on the road again Well, I'm so tired of crying But I'm out on the road again I'm on the road again I ain't got no woman Just to call my special friend You know the first time I traveled Out in the rain and snow - In the rain and snow You know the first time I traveled Out in the rain and snow - In the rain and snow I didn't have no payroll Not even no place to go And my dear mother left me When I was quite young - When I was quite young And my dear mother left me When I was quite young - When I was quite young She said "Lord, have mercy On my wicked son." Take a hint from me, mama Please don't you cry no more - Don't you cry no more Take a hint from me, mama Please don't you cry no more - Don't you cry no more 'Cause it's soon one morning Down the road I'm going But I ain't going down That long old lonesome road All by myself But I ain't going down That long old lonesome road All by myself I can't carry you, baby Gonna carry somebody else |
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Hi kids, this is the bear (wow!)
In 1940, tommy mcclennan did the whiskey headed woman. Now, in 1968, we're going to do the whiskey headed woman #2. (oohhh) She's a whiskey headed woman, lord, she's loaded all the time yeah.... she's a whiskey headed woman lord, she's loaded all the time if she don't stop drinking, she's bound to make me lose my mind she went out last night eahhhhhh, and the night before she went out last night now lord she went out the night before if she don't stop her fooling, I'm gonna drive her right out that door yeah now I don't want no woman that's always raising ???? (scent?) yeah I don't want no woman.. that's always raising ??? (scent?) if she don't treat me right I'm gonna send her to the promised land awwwwww, you better watch your step child you're going to go on to that promised land. [solo] you better mamma now listen to this I told my woman lord I told her 40 times yeeesss I told my woman I told her 40 times yeah, If she don't stop this drinking I'm going to leave her far behind yeah baby, you gotta stop that drinking yeah, I saw you last night being held down by them two men hank? and keg? yeah, I don't mind you getting high baby just watch your step now just watch that whiskey yeah whiskey ain't no good no good at all |
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This is a song with a message
I want you to heed my warning I wanna tell you all a story About this chick I know They call her "Amphetamine Annie" She's always shovelling snow I sat her down and told her I told her crystal clear "I don't mind you getting high But there's one thing you should fear" "Your mind might think its flying, baby On those little pills But you ought to know it's dying, 'cause Speed kills" But Annie kept on speeding Her health was getting poor She saw things in the window She heard things at the door Her mind was like a grinding mill Her lips were cracked and sore Her skin was turning yellow I just couldn't take it no more She thought her mind was flying On those little pills She didn't it was going down fast, 'cause Speed kills Well I sat her down and told her I told her one more time "The whole wide human race has taken Far too much methedrine" She said "I don't care what a Limey says, I've got to get it on I'm not here to just see no man Who come from across the pond She wouldn't heed my warning Lord, she wouldn't hear what I said Now she's in the graveyard, and she's Awfully dead |
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Woman, when I see you comin', should have started runnin
evil woman woman offered you my soul you ran it over hot coals evil woman Woman, thought you were a best send but when i caught you messin' Well woman You ain't got no feelin' catch your dirty dealin' Evil woman don't you know what your actin' Evil woman can't you see that I'm beggin' you Woman, when you whisper to me all the ways you do me Evil woman Woman when you work your way in gettin' under my skin Evil woman Yeah woman, the way you laughed at my pain the way your flippin' my brain yeah woman there are other choices but I didn't hear their voices evil woman can't you see when your fallin' evil woman can't you see the devil is callin' you Evil woman don't you know what your wreckin' Evil woman can't you see that I'm beggin' you Evil woman can't you see that I'm beggin' you Woman when your life is (?) written on the tombstone evil woman Evil woman don't you know what your wreckin' Evil woman can't you see that I'm beggin' you Evil woman can't you see that I'm beggin' you I'm begging you baby Please don't do that baby ------------- Lyrics Powered by LyricFind Written By WILSON, ALAN <i>Lyrics © EMI Music Publishing</i> |
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