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One of these days, boy
Gonna see my baby Gonna see my baby Coming down the road She'll have my pardon Pardon in her apron, oh, Lord Gonna see the governor who said release my man She's coming down the road, boy She's coming down the road Red dress on, yeah She's got her red dress on She's coming down the road, boy She's coming down the road Her bags down low She's got her bags down low One of these days, boy Gonna see my woman She'll have my children Children on her knee I'll run up to my woman And hold her in my arms Tears in her eyes She says I'm glad you're free |
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You give me loving that I can't return
You give me money that you know I'll burn I'll give you something that you can't give back Then, I'm moving right on down the track You've given everything you've got to me But, still you cannot really set me free My life is changing and I'm on the run I'll see you later when I've had some fun I keep running, 'cause I know the score You'll never find me coming back for more I'll catch you later 'cause I'm gonna split You give a lot, I only need a bit You give me loving that I can't return You give me money that you know I'll burn You give me loving just for your own sake You only give it so that you can take You give me loving and it's plain to see You wanna give it to me all for free But, I can't take it 'cause you need it back The art of giving is the one I lack You give me loving and you drive me mad You give me money and it makes me sad 'Cause I need freedom more than I need gold And so I'll leave before I get too old |
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Good morning little schoolgirl
Can I go home, home with you? Good morning little schoolgirl Can I go home, home with you? Tell your mama and your papa Big be schoolboy, too I won't bore you, yeah Baby, I won't bore you all night long Yes, I do Baby, I wanna ball you I wanna ball you all night long Tell your mama and your papa Baby, baby, doing nothing wrong, child I'm doing nothing wrong, yeahI won't bore you, yea, yea, huh Baby, I wanna ball you all night long Yes, I do, child I won't bore you, darling, yea I won't bore you all night long Tell your mama and your papa Baby, baby, we're gonna do nothing wrong Wrong , wrong, wrong Baby, I wanna ball you every night Oh, yeah, come on now |
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You got to help me, now; I can't do it all by myself.
You got to help me, now; 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 my have to wash, I may have to sew, I may have to cook. I might mop the floor; but you help me, baby. If you don't help me, darling, I'll have to find somebody else. When I walk, you walk with me; and when I talk, you talk with me. Oh, baby, I can't do it all by myself. Bring my nightshirt; put your mornin' gown. Bring my nightshirt; put your mornin' gown. You know if you don't help me, darling, I'll have to find myself somebody else". You're talking about your woman, I wish to God man that you could see mine. You're talking about your woman, I wish to God man that you could see mine. Every time the little girl starts to loving she bring eyesight to the blind. |
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(Alvin Lee)
Yes, I got the blues, and it hurts me deep inside; Yes, I get the blues, and it hurts me deep inside; That's why I'm gonna pack my bags, I'm gonna leave this town and ride. Last night I lay sleepin', I tell you babe, I was sleepin' by myself; Last night I lay sleepin', I tell you babe, I was sleepin' by myself; The one I really love with is on the other side of town sleepin' with somebody else. I love my baby, yeah, God only knows I do; I love my baby, I love my baby, gonna tell the world I know I do; That's why I'm gonna leave my woman, Yeah, and tell the world I know it's true. |
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Goin' home, my baby
Goin' home, my baby Goin' home, to see my baby Our baby, how good My baby, be good I'm goin' home, my baby Home to see my girl Oh baby, baby, I'm coming home Baby, baby I'm coming home Tell me Mama, baby, I'm coming home Gonna see my baby, see my baby fine Gonna take my baby, wanna take my baby mine Gonna take my woman treats me real kind I'm goin' home, my baby I'm goin' home, to see my baby Goin' home, my baby Gonna see my baby, see my baby fine Take my baby, take my baby mine Gonna tell your mama how good that love of ours I'm goin' home, to see my baby I'm goin' home, to see my baby Oh, baby ooh Wanna take you back, take where love belong Treat me baby, treat, don't treat me wrong Oh, baby, I'm rollin' Baby, baby, I'm rollin' Baby, baby, I'm rollin' Won't you shake me, baby, well get you rollin' down Won't you shake me, baby, well get you rollin' down Oh, baby, we're gonna have some fun Baby, please don't go, baby, please don't go Baby, please don't go, baby, please don't go Please don't go, she's cold, I need you Comin' home, ooh, hey Come on over baby, whole lotta shakin' goin' on I'm goin' home, to see my baby Home, to see my girl, ooh I'm goin' home, take my baby I'm goin' home, see my baby Gonna take me back, I'll take her where I belong I'm goin' home, to see my baby I'm goin' home, to see my baby Come on, Take me |
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