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Rodgers
Walking alone in the rain, water in my shoes. All I can feel is this pain in my heart and this Muddy Water Blues. River weap for me, nothing left to loose, under the weeping willow tree with these Muddy Water Blues. (sing it now) CHORUS: Muddy Water Blues Muddy Water Blues Muddy Water Blues Uh, turns me to loose. Please give me some shelter, that's something I can use. Way down here in the Delta with these Muddy Water Blues. Women and Whiskey will frame you, it's no good looking for clues. You got them, who can blame you, Muddy Water Blues. CHORUS: Muddy Water Blues Muddy Water Blues Muddy Water Blues Uh, turns me to loose. Yeah, yeah, yeah. Try to get free from you, Baby, oh, but I'm stuck like glue. Try to get free from you, Baby, and these Muddy Water Blues. 3x Uh, uh, uh, Muddy Water Blues. |
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| 2. |
| 4:02 |
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Get me a mojo hand
I'm goin' down in Louisiana Be, be, behind the sun I'm goin' down in Louisiana Baby, behind the sun Well, you know I just found out My troubles just begun, well well I'm goin' down in New Orleans, hmm Get me a mojo hand I'm goin' down in New Orleans Get me a mojo hand I'm 'on show all you good lookin' women Yes, how to treat your love I'm goin' down in Louisiana Be, be, behind the sun I'm goin' down in Louisiana Honey, behind the sun Well, you know I just found out My troubles just begun Yeah! You know what I'm goin' down in New Orleans, hmm Get me a mojo hand I'm goin' down in New Orleans Gonna get me a mojo hand |
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Well I'm going away to live
Won't be back no more Going back down south, child Lord now don't you worry ma Woman I'm trouble Trouble and all worried mind Well I just can't be satisfied Just can't keep on crying Well I feel like snapping Pistol in your face Going to let some graveyard Lord be your resting place Woman I'm trouble Trouble and all worried mind Yeah i just can't be satisfied Just can't keep on crying Yeah Yeah I'm all in my sleep Hear my doorbell ring Looking for my baby Lord seen a doggone thing Woman I'm trouble Trouble and all worried mind Yeah I just can't be satisfied Just can't keep on crying Yeah I know my little old babe She gonna jump and shout That old train be late man Lord I come walkin out Woman I'm trouble Trouble and all worried mind Yeah I just can't be satisfied Just can't keep on crying Well |
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| 5:29 |
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Morganfield
Hey mama tell me, where's little sister gone Sorry son but she long gone Took to the breeze, let her long hair flow She took to the road, with a rolling stone A rolling stone gathers no moss Never know if he'll be back again Roads to travel and bridges to cross Come and go with the wind Hey mama tell me, why did she leave home She loved a man but he done her wrong Hurt her feelings, left her all alone She took to the road, with a rolling stone She's gonna spread her wings She'll be flying high Climb the tallest mountain Try to reach the sky A rolling stone gathers no moss Never know if he'll be back again Roads to travel and bridges to cross Come and go with the wind A rolling stone gathers no moss Never know if he'll be back again Roads to travel and bridges to cross Come and go with the wind |
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| 3:45 |
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| 8. |
| 6:24 |
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Morganfield
Oh, baby, look how you got me standin' around cyin' Oh, baby, look how you got me standin' around cyin' I know I don't love you, little girl, but, your always restin' on my mind Oh baby, I ain't gonna be ridin' ya around in my automobile Oh baby, I ain't gonna be ridin' ya around in my automobile You got so many men, that I'm afraid you may get me killed Oh baby, you ain't nothin' like you used to be Oh no, don't get me killed, honey Oh baby, you ain't nothin' like you used to be When I was deep in love with you little girl, you was just sweet as an apple on a tree |
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| 3:39 |
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Cropper-Dunn-Jackson-Jones-Wells
They call me the hunter, that's my name A pretty little woman like you is my only game I bought me a love gun just the other day And I aim to aim it your way Ain't no use to hide, ain't no use to run ‘Cause I've got you in the sight of my girly-gun. Listen, the first time I saw you standin’ on the street I said to myself : ‘Woo, well ain't she sweet ?’ I got my love gun loaded with hundreds of kisses As soon as I pull that trigger baby, there will be no missin' Ain't no use to hide, ain't no use to run ‘Cause I've got you in the sight of my girly-gun, ah. Ain't no use to hide, ain't no use to run ‘Cause I've got you in the sight of my girly-gun. The first time I saw you standin’ on the street I said to myself : ‘Ooh, ain't she sweet ?’ I got my love gun loaded with hundreds of kisses As soon as I pull the trigger baby, there will be no missin' Ain't no use to hide, ain't no use to run ‘Cause I've got you in the sight of my girly-gun. |
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| 4:49 |
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Morganfield
She moves me man, honey and I don't see how its done She moves me man, honey and I don't see how its done She gotta pocket full of money, little doll don't try to help me though She move me when she get drunk, then she say I'm not nowhere She call me a dumbbell, she tells me I'm nothing but a square She moves me man, honey and I don't see how its done She got a pocket full of money, the little girl don't try to help me though (What kinda woman is that?) She move a crazy man, who say now I'm not so dumb I take her to a funeral boy, the dead jumped up to run She look at a deaf and dumb boy, said now I can speak She shook her finger in a blind man's face, once I was blind but now I see She moves me man, honey and I don't see how its done She gotta pocket full of money, the little girl don't try to help me though |
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| 2:59 |
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Dixon
Well I'm ready... ready as anybody can be I am ready... a ready as anybody can be I'm ready for you I hope you ready for me Got an out of town pistol with the graveyard frame It shoots tombstone bullets... wit da ball and chain I'm drinkin' TNT... and smokin' dynamite I hope some schoolboy pick a fight 'Cause I'm ready... ready as anybody can be Well I'm ready for you... I hope you ready for me Now listen... All you pretty little chicks with'chor curly hair Know you feel like I ain't nowhere But stop what'chor doin' honey... come over here I'll prove it to ya baby that I ain't no square 'Cause I'm ready... ready as anybody can be Now I'm ready for you... I hope you ready for me Look out... Look out... Well I been drinkin' gin like never before I'm feelin' so good... honey that's for sure One more drink... honey I wish you would Take a whole lotta lovin' to make me feel good 'Cause I'm ready... ready as anybody can be Well I'm ready for you... I hope you ready for... A ready for... A ready for... Well I'm ready for... Oh baby... You know I'm ready for you |
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| 4:02 |
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I don't want you to be no slave
And I don't want you baby to work all day I don't want you to be true I just want to make love to you I don't want you to I don't want you to wash my clothes And I don't want you baby to keep our home You know I don't want Hey, yes, your money too, because I just want to make love to you, now I can tell by the way that you switch and walk I can see by the way that you baby, baby talk I know by the way that you treat your man I would love you baby, baby, baby, just it's a cryin' shame I don't want you baby to cook my bread Yeah, I don't want you baby to make my bed I don't want you cause I'm sad and blue I just want to make, hey, Love to you |
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Born under a bad sign I been down since I begin to crawl If it wasn't for bad luck, I wouldn't have no luck at all Hard luck and trouble is my only friend I been on my own ever since I was ten Born under a bad sign I been down since I begin to crawl If it wasn't for bad luck, I wouldn't have no luck at all I can't read, haven't learned how to write My whole life has been one big fight Born under a bad sign I been down since I begin to crawl If it wasn't for bad luck, I wouldn't have no luck at all I ain't lyin' If it wasn't for bad luck I wouldn't have no kind-a luck If it wasn't for real bad luck, I wouldn't have no luck at all Wine and women is all I crave A big legged woman is gonna carry me to my grave Born under a bad sign I been down since I begin to crawl If it wasn't for bad luck, I wouldn't have no luck at all Yeah, my bad luck boy Been havin' bad luck all of my days, yes |
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| 3:03 |
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Rodgers
Walking alone in the rain, water in my shoes. All I can feel is this pain in my heart and this Muddy Water Blues. River weap for me, nothing left to loose, under the weeping willow tree with these Muddy Water Blues. (sing it now) CHORUS: Muddy Water Blues Muddy Water Blues Muddy Water Blues Uh, turns me to loose. Please give me some shelter, that's something I can use. Way down here in the Delta with these Muddy Water Blues. Women and Whiskey will frame you, it's no good looking for clues. You got them, who can blame you, Muddy Water Blues. CHORUS: Muddy Water Blues Muddy Water Blues Muddy Water Blues Uh, turns me to loose. Yeah, yeah, yeah. Try to get free from you, Baby, oh, but I'm stuck like glue. Try to get free from you, Baby, and these Muddy Water Blues. 3x Uh, uh, uh, Muddy Water Blues. |
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