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I went upstairs to pack my leavin trunk
I aint see no blues, whiskey made me sloppy drunk I aint never seen no whiskey, the blues made me sloppy drunk Im going back to Memphis babe, where Ill have much better luck Lookout Mama you know you asked me to be your King She said you kiddin man, if you want it, keep it hid But please dont let my husband, my main man catch you here Please dont let my main man, my husband catch you here The blues are mushed up into three different ways One said go the other two said stay I woke up this mornin with the blues three different ways You know one say go "baby I want to hang up", the other two said stay Lead 1 Wake up mama I got something to tell you You know Im a man who love to sing the blues Now you got to wake up baby, mama now, I got something; I got something to tell you Well you know Im the man, oh yes and I love to sing the blues Come on baby, Come on Lead 2 I went upstairs to pack my leavin trunk, you know I aint see no blues or whiskey made me sloppy drunk I aint never seen no whiskey, the blues made me sloppy drunk I go home baby and I lay down on the lawn |
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| 2:37 |
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[Elmore James]
I'm gettin' up soon in the mornin' I believe I'll dust my broom I'm gettin' up soon in the mornin' I believe I'll dust my broom I quit the best girl I'm lovin', now my friends can get in my room I'm gonna write a letter, telephone every town I know I'm gonna write a letter, telephone every town I know If I don't find her in Mississippi, she be in East Monroe I know And I don't want no woman, wants every downtown man she meets No I don't want no woman, wants every downtown man she meets Man, she's a no good doney they shouldn't allow her on the street, yeah I believe, I believe my time ain't long I believe, I believe my time ain't long I ain't gonna leave my baby, and break up my happy home |
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| 3:02 |
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Got a bird what whistles, baby got a bird
Honey got a bird ... it would sing, baby got a bird Honey got a bird ... it would sing Without my Corrina, sure don't mean ..., sure don't mean a natural thing I learned to love you baby, baby for I call honey for I call your name, baby for I call Honey for I call your name, I Wouldn't Trade Your Love For Money Honey You Are My Warm Heart, Baby You Are My Warm Hearts Flame Have mercy, have mercy, baby on my hard luck Honey on my hard luck soul, baby on my hard luck Honey on my hard luck soul I got a rainbow round my shoulder Looks like silver, shines like Klondike1 gold Well I love you honey, honey tell the world, baby tell the world I do Honey tell the world I do, baby tell the world I do Ain't no woman in fourteen counties, love me baby like the way I do I got a bird what whistles, baby got a bird Honey got a bird ... it would sing, baby got a bird Honey got a bird ... it would sing Without Corrina, sure don't mean, sure don't mean a natural thing Corrina, Corrina, Corrina |
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| 2:38 |
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Buy you a Chevrolet
Buy you a Chevrolet Buy you a Chevrolet Just do somthin' for you Just do somthin' for you Buy you a diamond ring Buy you a diamond ring Buy you a diamond ring Just do somthin' for you Just do somethin for you Build you a house and home Build you a house and home Build you a house and home Buy you a Chevrolet Buy you a Chevrolet Buy you a Chevrolet |
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| 3:37 |
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Gonna move up to the country
Paint my mailbox blue Gonna move up to the country Paint my mailbox blue Put some flowers on it baby Paint some trailin' vines and dew You know I'm leavin' LA baby Don't you know this smog's got me down I'm leavin' LA baby Don't you know this smog has got me down I'm goin' up to the country Where there ain't no doggone smog around Well, come here baby Sugar, let your papa take you by the hand Well, come here baby Sugar, let your papa take you by the hand Well, you be my woman And I'll be your city-boy, country man. I'm gonna move up to the country Gonna paint, gonna paint, gonna paint, my mailbox blue Move up to the country Gonna paint my mailbox blue Put some flowers on it honey Paint some trailin' vines and dew |
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| 2:57 |
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Wake up, mama, turn your lamp down low
Wake up, mama, now, turn your lamp down low Have you got the nerve to hide (drive) Willie McTell from your door? You know I woke up in the mornin', now, I had them Statesboro Blues I woke up this morning now, I had them Statesboro Blues I looked over in the corner, grandma and grandpa had 'em too Mama got 'em, papa got 'em, sister got 'em, everybody got 'em I'm goin' to the country, mama do you wanna go? If I can't take you, I believe I'll take three or four more Mama died and left me reckless, papa died and left me wild, wild, wild Mama died and left me reckless, papa died and left me wild Ya know I ain't good lookin', but I'll stumble on a sweet angel-child (Alt. lyric : "I'm gonna find me a sweet angel-child") Mama got 'em, (doncha know ?), papa got 'em, sister got 'em, everybody got 'em I'm goin' to the country, mama do you wanna go ? If I can't take you, I believe I'll take three or four more Wake up, mama, turn your lamp down low Wake up, mama, now, turn your lamp down low Have you got the nerve to hide (drive) Willie McTell from your door ? |
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| 4:55 |
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[Junior Wells]
Checkin' on my baby, see what she puttin' down So many days and nights I been out of town I wouldn't call home, and I wouldn't even write I bought me a plane and flew back the same night Checkin' on my baby, find out what she puttin' down Checkin' up on my baby, find out what she puttin' down So many nights and days I been out of town |
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| 4:28 |
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| 4:40 |
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Sweeter than a honey bee, yeah, baby been sweet on me
Sweeter than a honey bee, yeah, my queen bee Oh she rock to my soul, mama love me to my soul Love me to my soul, oh she rock me to my soul She's a strutter, she can shake it some yeah, oh watch her now look at her run A strutter, she can shake it some, oh dancing having fun She love me to my soul, oh she love me to my soul Oh love me to my soul oh rock me to my soul Honey in the honey pot and, your pot is hot Honey in the honey pot and the pot is what you got To lova rocka rocka me to my soul Oh love me to my soul, rock me to my soul Oh love me to my soul, rock me to my soul Baby won't you come by me yeah, spare me this misery Sugar won't you come by me, oh I know you'll agree, 'gree, 'gree, 'gree To love me to my soul, oh to rock me to my soul Ooh rock me to my soul, oh rock me to my soul Sweeter than a honey bee oh, baby been sweet on me Sweeter than a honey bee oh, my queen bee Oh she rock me to my soul, oh rock me to my soul Oh she rock me to my soul, oh rock me to my soul These songs were made for lovers Lovers and lovers and lovers and lovers and lovers And lovers and lovers and lovers, And lovers and lovers My soul, my soul Queen bee Queen |
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| 4:55 |
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You're gonna need somebody on your bond child
You're gonna need somebody on your bond When it's late 'round midnight and old man Death comes slippin' into the room You're gonna need somebody on your bond You take Mary and Martha standin' up in the hillside Mary explainin' to Martha, "Darlin', look at the river deep and the water wide" Here comes ole Moses, faithful Moses carryin' big ole stones up the hill Tellin' everybody they're gonna need somebody on their bond Whoa, you take Maivus Staples and ole Corn Cheevers [unverified] They got the good side on their bond Oh, I been listen to the music people ever since the day I was born My momma raised me in a room across from the church by the tree And that sweet gospel music, oh how it used to comfort me Tellin' everybody they're gonna need somebody on their bond |
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| 2:56 |
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Betcha' goin' fishin' all o' da' time
Baby goin' fishin' too. Bet yo' life, Yo' sweet wife Catch mo' fish than you. Many fish bites if ya' got good bait, Here's a little tip that I would like to relate. Many fish bites if ya' got good bait. I'ma goin fishin', Yes I'm goin' fishin, And my baby goin' fishin' too. I went on down to my fav'rit fishin' hole Baby grab me a pole an' line. Throw my pole on in, caught a nine poun' catfish Now ya' know I brought 'im home for suppertime. Provin' any fish bites if ya' got good bait, Here's a little tip that I would like to relate. Many fish bites if ya' got good bait. I'ma goin fishin', Yes I'm goin' fishin, And my baby goin' fishin' too. Baby brother 'bout to run me outta my mind, Say, can I go fishin' wi' chu? I took 'im on down to the fishin' hole Now what do you think that he did do? Pulled a great big fish out da' bottom o' da pond, Now he laughed and jumped 'cause he was real gone. Many fish bites if ya' got good bait. I'ma goin fishin', Yes I'm goin' fishin, And my baby goin' fishin' too. Put 'im in da' pot baby put 'im in da' pan Honey cook 'im 'til he nice an' brown. Make a batch o' buttermilk, Hoe cakes Mama An' ya' chew them thangs an' ya' chomp 'em on down Singin' any fish bites if ya' got good bait, Here's a little tip that I would like to relate. Many fish bites if ya' got good bait. I'ma goin fishin', Yes I'm goin' fishin, And my baby goin' fishin' too. Play da' blues..... Betcha' goin' fishin' all o' da' time Baby goin' fishin' too. Bet yo' life, Yo' sweet wife She gonna Catch mo' fish than you. Many fish bites if ya' got good bait, O Here's a little tip that I would like to relate. Many fish bites if ya' got good bait. I'ma goin fishin', Mama's goin' fishin, And the baby goin' fishin' too |
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| 3:00 |
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I pulled out of Pittsburgh an I rolling down the eastern seaboard
I've got my diesel wound up and she's running like she never did before There's a speed zone ahead all right, I don't see a cop in sight Six days upon the road and I gotta see my baby tonight I got ten forward gears and a sweet Georgia overdrive I'm taking little white pills and my eyes are open wide Just passed a Jimmy and a White, I've been passing everything in sight Six days upon the road and I gotta see my baby tonight It seems like a month since I kissed my baby bye bye I got a lot of woman but I'm not like some of the guys Got my air horns running clear Baby you oughta watch the way I shift my gears Six days upon the road and I gotta see my baby tonight ICC is checking on down the line Honey you know I'm a little overweight and my log books way behind But nothing bothers a soul at night, I can dodge them scales all right Six days upon the road and I gotta see my baby tonight My rigs a little old but it don't mean she's slow There's a good flame coming from her smokestack and the smoke's black as coal My home town coming in sight, if you think I'm happy baby baby baby your right Six days upon the road and I gotta see my baby tonight |
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This country has a great history of railroads
You know, goin' from one place to another And some of our country's finest citizens lived across the tracks It was no big thing but the railroad had a lot to do with it You probably wondering about what I'm talking right now I'm talkin' about a lady named Elizabeth Cotton She wrote this song a long time ago when she was a young girl She's still playin' guitar today and I'm gonna sing a few lines for you We love you Elizabeth, love you Elizabeth Freight train, freight train goin' so fast Freight train, freight train goin' so fast I don't know what train I'm on Won't you tell me where I'm goin'? When I die bury me deep Down at the end of old Chestnut street Tell all the people that I've done gone And where I've gone I just don't know Freight train, freight train goin' so fast Freight train, freight train goin' so fast I don't know what train I'm on So won't you tell me where I'm goin'? |
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| 4:01 |
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I know the desert could hold all the love that i feel in my heart for you
Just like the ocean that started to roll, my love it could be coming to you Ain't that a lot of love for one heart to hold Ain't that a lot of love for one heart to hold If the cook in the kitchen had a touch as hot as yours, it wouldn't need a fire I can't think of a word that describes you better than indescribable Ain't that a lot of love for one heart to hold Ain't that a lot of love for one heart to hold If the bees only knew how sweet you were, darling, they would shut up their honey comb If the birds could hear how sweet your voice is, they'd pack up and fly away Ain't that a lot of love for one heart to hold Ain't that a lot of love for one heart to hold |
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