The Story Of The Blues (2003) by Various Artists (보컬) on maniadb.com

Just look here mama
Don't pick pig meat the way you do
Don't pick pig meat the way you do
Don't believe it's pig meat
Ask anybody in the neighborhood

Don't believe it's pig meat
Kind that you won't regret
Don't believe it's pig meat
Kind that you won't regret
I got something about this pig meat
Sweet mama ain't told you yet

I was born and raised in the country
Mama but I'm staying in town
I was born and raised in the country
Mama but I'm staying in town
You don't believe it's pig meat
Mama from my head on down

Now, she is a little queen of spades, and the men will not let her be
Mmm mmm, she is the little queen of spades, and the men will not let her be
Everytime she makes a spread, hoo, fair brown, cold chill just runs all over me

I'm gon' get me a gamblin' woman, if it's the last thing that I do
Eee hee eee, gon' get me a gamblin' woman, if it's the last thing that I do
Well, a man don't need a woman, hoo, fair brown, that he got to give all his money to

Everybody say she got a mojo, now, she's been usin' that stuff
Mmmm, mmmm, everybody says she got a mojo, 'cause she been usin' that stuff
But she got a way trimmin'1 down, hoo, fair brown, and I mean it's most too tough

Now little girl, since I am the king, baby, and you is a queen
Ooo eee, since I am the king baby, and you is a queen
Let's us put our heads together, hoo, fair brown, then we can make our money green

Judge give me life this mornin' down on Parchman Farm (2x)
I wouldn't hate it so bad, but I left my wife in mourn

Oh, goodbye wife, all you have done gone (2x)
But I hope some day, you will hear my lonesome song

Oh listen you men, I don't mean no harm (2x)
If you wanna do good, you better stay off old Parchman Farm

We got to work in the mornin', just at dawn of day (2x)
Just at the settin' of the sun, that's when the work is done

I'm down on Parchman Farm, but I sho' wanna go back home (2x)
But I hope some day I will overcome

Won't you be my chauffeur?
Won't you be my chauffeur?
I wants him to drive me
I wants him to drive me downtown
Yes, he drives so easy
I can't turn him down

But I don't want him
But I don't want him
To be ridin' these girls
To be ridin' these girls around
So I'm gonna steal me a pistol
Shoot my chauffeur down

Well, I must buy him
Well, I must buy him
A brand new V8
A brand new V8 Ford
Then he won't need no passengers
I will be his load

Yeah, take it away

Going to let my chauffeur
Going to let my chauffeur
Drive me around the
Drive me around the world
Then he can be my little boy
Yes, I'll be his girl

You know you s
me, you s
me all night long
(Didn't even____________)
Whoa you s
me, pretty mama, you s
me all night long
(Couldn't rest a bit)
Oh you just kept on shakin' me baby, oh you done messed up my happy home

You know you move me baby, just like a hurricane
(Boy & that's a strong wind)
Oh, you move me, pretty mama
(You know you move me)
Just like a hurricane
(Didn't have a chance)
Oh-oh , you know you move me, pretty mama
Just like a earthquake move the land
(Oh, she s
me all over)

Sometimes I wonder
(Ooh)
What's gonna happen to my poor wife and chile
Lord, sometimes I wonder
(Ooh)
What's gonna happen to my poor wife and child
Now baby, you done made me love you
Lord, I just can't be satisfied

You know you s
me, you s
me all night long
(Didn't even____________)
Whoa you s
me, pretty mama, you s
me all night long
(Couldn't rest a bit)
Oh you just kept on shakin' me baby, oh you done messed up my happy home

Everythin', everythin', everythin's gonna be alright this mornin'
Ooh yeah, whoaw
Now when I was a young boy, at the age of five
My mother said I was, gonna be the greatest man alive
But now I'm a man, way past 21
Want you to believe me baby,
I had lot's of fun
I'm a man
I spell mmm, aaa child, nnn
That represents man
No B, O child, Y
That mean mannish boy
I'm a man
I'm a full grown man
I'm a man
I'm a natural born lovers man
I'm a man
I'm a rollin' stone
I'm a man
I'm a hoochie coochie man

Sittin' on the outside, just me and my mate
You know I'm made to move you honey,
come up two hours late
Wasn't that a man
I spell mmm, aaa child, nnn
That represents man
No B, O child, Y
That mean mannish boy
I'm a man
I'm a full grown man
Man
I'm a natural born lovers man
Man
I'm a rollin' stone
Man-child
I'm a hoochie coochie man
The line I shoot will never miss
When I make love to a woman,
she can't resist
I think I go down,
to old Kansas Stew
I'm gonna bring back my second cousin,
that little Johnny Cocheroo
All you little girls,
sittin'out at that line
I can make love to you woman,
in five minutes time
Ain't that a man
I spell mmm, aaa child, nnn
That represents man
No B, O child, Y
That mean mannish boy
Man
I'm a full grown man
Man
I'm a natural born lovers man
Man
I'm a rollin' stone
I'm a man-child
I'm a hoochie coochie man
well, well, well, well
hurry, hurry, hurry, hurry
Don't hurt me, don't hurt me child
don't hurt me, don't hurt, don't hurt me child
well, well, well, well

Yeah

Honey, I love to go to parties
And I like to have a good time,
But if it gets too pale after a while
Honey and I start looking to find
One good man.
Hmm, don’t you know I’ve been searching,
Oh yes I have!
One good man,
Oh ain’t much, honey ain’t much,
It’s only everything, whoa.

An’ I don’t want much outa life,
I never wanted a mansion in the South.
I just-a want to find someone sincere
Who’d treat me like he talks,
One good man.
Oh honey don’t you know that I’ve been looking.
Oh, one good man
Ain’t much, honey it ain’t much,
Oh, it’s only everything.
All right.

Some girls they want to collect their men,
They wear ’em like notches on a gun.
Oh honey, but I know better than that,
I know that a woman only needs one.
One good man, oh,
Oh baby don’t you know I’ve been looking, hmm.
One good man,
It ain’t much, no, no honey it ain’t much,
Oh, it’s only every little thing,
Just-a everything, everything
Ah yeah.

Got a black magic woman
Got a black magic woman
I?ve got a black magic woman
Gotten her so bad that I can?t see
that she?s a black magic woman
She?s trying to make a devil out of meTurn your back on me baby
Turn your back on me baby
Yes go turn your back

Oh God said to Abraham, "Kill me a son"
Abe says, "Man, you must be putting me on"
God say, "No". Abe say, "What?"
God say, "You can do what you want Abe, but
The next time you see me comin' you better run"
Well Abe says, "Where do you want this killing done?"
God says, "Out on Highway 61".

Well Georgia Sam he had a bloody nose
Welfare Department they wouldn't give him no clothes
He asked poor Howard where can I go
Howard said there's only one place I know
Sam said tell me quick man I got to run
Ol' Howard just pointed with his gun
And said that way down on Highway 61.

Well Mack the Finger said to Louie the King
I got forty red white and blue shoe strings
And a thousand telephones that don't ring
Do you know where I can get rid of these things
And Louie the King said let me think for a minute son
And he said yes I think it can be easily done
Just take everything down to Highway 61.

Now the fifth daughter on the twelfth night
Told the first father that things weren't right
My complexion she said is much too white
He said come here and step into the light he says hmm you're right
Let me tell the second mother this has been done
But the second mother was with the seventh son
And they were both out on Highway 61.

Now the rovin' gambler he was very bored
He was tryin' to create a next world war
He found a promoter who nearly fell off the floor
He said I never engaged in this kind of thing before
But yes I think it can be very easily done
We'll just put some bleachers out in the sun
And have it on Highway 61.

Well there's floodin' down in Texas
All of the telephone lines are down
Well there's floodin' down in Texas
All of the telephone lines are down
And I've been tryin' to call my baby
Lord and I can't get a single sound

Well dark clouds are rollin' in Man I'm standin' out in the rain
Well dark clouds are rollin' in Man I'm standin' out in the rain
Yeah flood water keep a rollin' Man
it's about to drive poor me insane

Well I'm leavin' you baby Lord and I'm goin' back home to stay
Well I'm leavin' you baby Lord and I'm goin' back home to stay
Well back home are no floods or tornados
Baby and the sun shines every day

Well, I had to go down to see a guy named Mr. Goldsmith
Nasty, dirty, double-crossin', back-stabbin' phony I didn't have to, want to have to deal with
But I did it for you and all you gave me was a smile
Well, I cried for you, now it's your turn to cry awhile

I don't carry dead weight, I'm no flash in the pan
All right, I'll set you straight, can't you see I'm a union man
I'm lettin' the cat out of the cage, I'm keepin' a low profile
Well, I cried for you, now it's your turn, you can cry awhile

Feel like a fightin' rooster, feel better than I ever felt
But the Pennsylvania line's in an awful mess and the Denver road is a-goin' to melt
I went to the Church house, every day I go an extra mile
Well, I cry for you, now your turn, you can cry awhile

Last night, 'cross the alley, there was a poundin' on the wall
It must have been Don Pasquale makin' a 2 a.m. booty call
To break a trusting heart like mine was just your style
Well, I cried for you, now it's your turn to cry awhile

I'm on the fringes of the night fighting back my tears I can't control
Some people they ain't human, they ain't got no heart or soul
But I'm a-cryin' to the Lord, tryin' to be meek and mild
Yes, I cried for you, now it's your turn, you can cry awhile


Well the preacher's in the pulpit and the babies in their cribs
I'm longin' for that sweet fat that sticks to your ribs
I'm goin' t' buy me a barrel of whisky, I'll die before I turn senile
Yes, I cried for you, now it's your turn, you can cry awhile

Well, you bet on the horses, they ran the wrong way
I always said you'd be sorry and that would be the day
I might need a good lawyer, could be your funeral, my trial
Well, I cried for you, now it's your turn, you can cry awhile