Freddie King

I'm going down
I'm going, down, down, down
Down, down
Yes, I'm going down, yes
I'm going down, down, down
Down, down
Yes, I've got my feet in the window
Got my head on the ground

Let me down
And close that box car door
Yes, let me down
And close that box car door
Well, I'm goin' back to Chattanooga
And sleep on sister Irene's door

(guitar & instrumental) Woo!

Yes, I'm going down
I'm going down
I'm going, down, down, down
Down, down

Yes, I got my feet in the window
I got my head on the ground

Well, I'm tore down
I'm almost level with the ground
Well, I'm tore down
I'm almost level with the ground
Well, I feel like this
When my baby can't be found

Well, I went to the river
To jump in
My baby showed up and said
'I will tell you when'

Well, I'm tore down
I'm almost level with the ground
Well, I feel like this
When my baby can't be found

I love you baby

With all my heart an' soul
A love like mine will never grow old
I love you in the mornin'
And in the evenin', too
But ev'rytime you leave me
I get mad with you

Well, I'm tore down
I'm almost level with the ground
Well, I feel like this
When my baby can't be found

I love you, baby with all my might
A love like mine is out of sight
I'll lie for you if you want me to
I really don't believe your love is true

Well, I'm tore down
I'm almost level with the ground
Well, I feel like this
When my baby can't be found

A-well I'm tore down
I'm almost level with the ground
Well, I'm tore down
I'm almost level with the ground
Well, I feel like this
When my baby can't be found.

Living on the Highway L Russell/D Nix

It was twenty years ago, I was about fourteen years old,
When I first heard that Wolfman's howl.
He sneaked me through the door, there was whisky on the floor,
And the fuzz they were on the prowl
It seems so long ago,
I'm living on the Highway now

He's a giant of a man, He always understands
The very best notes to use
His hand make two of mine, his heart beat right on time
He taught me how to sing the blues
He's the reason why I choose to live on the highway now

I played the blues with Walter, and Muddy pulled me through
I know a Jimmy Rogers song or two
But there's one thing I know, no matter where I go
I can do a little howling too
That's why I sing these blues, I'm living on the highway now

The years have come and gone but the blues still go on
I only sing my songs for fun
If you ask me to, I'll do a song for you,
'Cause the women like to see me come
Me and my guitar, my band, we're living on the highway now

Morning rain keeps on falling
Like the tears that fall from my eyes
As I sit in my room
Staring out at the gloom
That's the rain in the same old blues

I can't help, I can't help but thinking
When the sun used to shine on my back door
Now the sun is turned to rain
All my laughter is turned to pain
Yes it's the same, the same old blues

Sunshine, sunshine is all you see now
But it all, it all looks like clouds by me
When I sit in my room
Staring out at the gloom
It's the rain, it's the same old blues
Yeah, yes it's the rain, it's the same old blues
Yeah, yes it's the rain, it's the same old blues

Ain't no sunshine when she's gone
It's not warm when she's away
Ain't no sunshine when she's gone
And she's always gone too long
Anytime she goes away

Wonder this time where she's gone
Wonder if she's gone to stay
Ain't no sunshine when she's gone
And this house just ain't no home
Anytime she goes away

Hey I ought to leave
I ought to leave her alone
Ain't no sunshine when she's gone

Ain't no sunshine when she's gone
Only darkness every day
Ain't no sunshine when she's gone
And this house just ain't no home
Anytime she goes away

I love the tip, I love the top
I love you better than a hog loves slop

'Cause you're a big legged woman
With a short, short miniskirt
Promise me darlin'
You'll never make me feel like dirt

Do you have the vine goes around the stump?
You are mine, call it sugar lump

'Cause you're a big legged woman
With a short, short miniskirt
Promise me darlin'
You'll never make me feel like dirt

I've told you once, I've told you twice
We go together like fried beans and rice

'Cause you're a big legged woman
With a short, short miniskirt, alright
Promise me darlin'
You'll never make me feel like dirt

Ashes to ashes and dust to dust
You mess with my woman
I'm gonna hurt you first

'Cause she's a big legged woman
With a short, short miniskirt
Promise me darlin'
You'll never make me feel like dirt

I love my big legged woman
I love my big legged woman
I love my big legged woman
I love my big legged woman

I love my big legged woman
I love my big legged woman

She's alright, she's alright
She's alright, she's alright
She's alright, she's alright
She's alright, she's alright

She's alright, she's alright
She's alright, she's alright
She's alright, she's alright
She's alright, she's alright

She's alright, she's alright
She's alright, she's alright
She's alright, she's alright
She's alright, she's alright

I'm going down
I'm going, down, down, down
Down, down
Yes, I'm going down, yes
I'm going down, down, down
Down, down
Yes, I've got my feet in the window
Got my head on the ground

Let me down
And close that box car door
Yes, let me down
And close that box car door
Well, I'm goin' back to Chattanooga
And sleep on sister Irene's door

(guitar & instrumental) Woo!

Yes, I'm going down
I'm going down
I'm going, down, down, down
Down, down

Yes, I got my feet in the window
I got my head on the ground

Well, I'm ready, I'm willin', and I'm able to rock and roll all night
I'm ready, I'm willin', and I'm able to rock and roll all night
Come on, pretty baby, we gonna rock, we gonna roll until the broad daylight

Because I'm ready
And I'm able
I'm willin' and I'm able
So you better come and go with me
We gonna rock and roll till tomorrow 'bout three

Talkin' on the phone is not my speed
Don't send me no letter 'cause I can't read
Don't be long 'cause I'll be gone
We gonna rock and roll all night long

'Cause I'm ready, I'm willin', and I'm able to rock and roll all night
I'm ready, I'm willin', and I'm able to rock and roll all night
Come on, pretty baby, we gonna rock, we gonna roll until tomorrow night

Talkin' on the phone is not my speed
Don't send me no letter 'cause I can't read
Don't be long 'cause I'll be gone
We gonna rock and roll all night long

'Cause I'm ready, I'm willin', and I'm able to rock and roll all night
I'm ready, I'm willin', and I'm able to rock and roll all night
Come on, pretty baby, we gonna rock, we gonna roll until tomorrow night

Gypsy woman told my mama while fore I was born.
Got a boy child comin mama, he'll be a bad one, now.
Make all you little girls, turn your heads around.
Then I'm gonna take you little girls,
Gonna take you right on down,
With me yeah.

Oh, you just wait and see.
I'll be your hoochie coochie man, I'll set you free.

On the seventh hour, of the seventh day,
On the seventh month, seven doctors they say.
I've got lots of good luck, you know they all agree.
But now if ya, if you're lookin for trouble babe,
You better not mess with me.

Hey, cause you know I'll get ya one by one.
Ain't no fun.
I'm that old hoochie coochie man,
I'm a bad son of a gun.

Got a John d' Conqueroot and got some mojo too,
We got a black cat born, we're gonna slip it to you.
Hey, move over people just as fast as you can.
Said I know you're waitin for me
cause I'm the hoochie coochie man.

I'm gonna get you, one by one.
I got set on that old hoochie coochie man,
And I'm your son of a gun.

Now the gypsy woman told mama, oh while fore I was born,
She said you know he's comin mama,
he'll be a bad, very bad one.
Make all the ladies, heh, turn their heads around.
You said, I can just see all those women, chasin him all down.

I'm your hoochie coochie man, everybody knows it.

If you don't want, you don't have to (get in trouble)
If you don't want, you don't have to (get in trouble)
No, if you don't want, you don't have to (get in trouble)
Hey, hey, hey, you better leave my woman alone

If you don't want, you don't have to (get in trouble)
If you don't want, you don't have to (get in trouble)
If you don't want, you don't have to (get in trouble)
Hey, you better leave my woman alone

I know you got plenty money
And you got a brand new ??? too
But if I catch you playing around with my baby
Let me tell you, I'm gonna put some hurt on you

If you don't want, you don't have to (get in trouble)
If you don't want, you don't have to (get in trouble)
If you don't want, you don't have to (get in trouble)
Let me tell you, you better leave my woman alone

Let me tell you, I know you call yourself a playboy
And you got women all over town
But if I catch you playing around with my baby
Let me tell you, I'm gonna lay your body down

Let me tell you, if you don't want, you don't have to (get in trouble)
Let me tell you, yeah, yeah (get in trouble)
If you don't want, you don't have to (get in trouble)
Let me tell you, now, you better leave my woman alone

If you don't want, you don't have to, yeah (get in trouble)
If you don't want, you don't have to (get in trouble)
If you don't want, you don't have to (get in trouble)
Let me tell you, now, you better leave my woman alone

Living on the Highway L Russell/D Nix

It was twenty years ago, I was about fourteen years old,
When I first heard that Wolfman's howl.
He sneaked me through the door, there was whisky on the floor,
And the fuzz they were on the prowl
It seems so long ago,
I'm living on the Highway now

He's a giant of a man, He always understands
The very best notes to use
His hand make two of mine, his heart beat right on time
He taught me how to sing the blues
He's the reason why I choose to live on the highway now

I played the blues with Walter, and Muddy pulled me through
I know a Jimmy Rogers song or two
But there's one thing I know, no matter where I go
I can do a little howling too
That's why I sing these blues, I'm living on the highway now

The years have come and gone but the blues still go on
I only sing my songs for fun
If you ask me to, I'll do a song for you,
'Cause the women like to see me come
Me and my guitar, my band, we're living on the highway now

When my baby leaves me, there is nothing I can do
I pick up my guitar and then I play a little blues or two
Now, a man needs some loving, I ain't different from the rest
My baby, when she leaves me, ah, my whole life is in a mess

Just me and my guitar
I play the blues for you, babe
No matter where you are

I like to start out easy, just to get that feel
When I fell me strange, you know I make it for real
Then I put some hots on it and I play a time or two
And love you, baby, and I don't care what you do

Babe, ah, me and my guitar
I play the blues for you, babe
No matter where you are, alright?

Listen to me
Satisfaction don't come easy, you got to get in to make it good
The way I make my guitar singing, just let my woman should
She never talk right to me like some woman do
I feel so sad and lonesome when I play this lowdown blues

Hey, hey, me and my guitar
I play the blues for you, babe
No matter where you are, alright?

Hey, baby, hey, baby, just me and my guitar
I play the blues for me, baby
No matter where you are

Morning rain keeps on falling
Like the tears that fall from my eyes
As I sit in my room
Staring out at the gloom
That's the rain in the same old blues

I can't help, I can't help but thinking
When the sun used to shine on my back door
Now the sun is turned to rain
All my laughter is turned to pain
Yes it's the same, the same old blues

Sunshine, sunshine is all you see now
But it all, it all looks like clouds by me
When I sit in my room
Staring out at the gloom
It's the rain, it's the same old blues
Yeah, yes it's the rain, it's the same old blues
Yeah, yes it's the rain, it's the same old blues

Something you got, baby
Makes me work all day
Something you got, baby
Makes me bring home my pay
Something you got, baby
You ought to know
My my, whoa whoa
I love you so

Something you got, baby
Makes the world go 'round
Something you got, baby
Keep me home every night
Something you got, baby
You ought to know
You ought to know
Whoa, whoa, my, my
Whoa I love you so

Something you got
Makes me work all day
Something you got
Makes me bring home my pay
Something you got
You ought to know
My my, whoa whoa
I love you so

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Written By KENNER, CHRISTOPHER
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The sky is crying, look at the tears rolling down the streets.
The sky is crying, look at the tears rolling down the streets.
I looked out my window, the rain was falling down in sheets.
My baby left me this morning, Lord knows I don't know the reason
why.
My baby left me this morning, I don't know the reason why.
And everytime I think about it, I hang my head and cry.
The sun is shining, although it's raining in my heart.
The sun is shining, although it's raining in my heart.
I love my baby, I hate to see us part.

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Written By JAMES, ELMORE
<i>Lyrics &copy; EMI Music Publishing</i>

Well, I'm ready, I'm willin', and I'm able to rock and roll all night
I'm ready, I'm willin', and I'm able to rock and roll all night
Come on, pretty baby, we gonna rock, we gonna roll until the broad daylight

Because I'm ready
And I'm able
I'm willin' and I'm able
So you better come and go with me
We gonna rock and roll till tomorrow 'bout three

Talkin' on the phone is not my speed
Don't send me no letter 'cause I can't read
Don't be long 'cause I'll be gone
We gonna rock and roll all night long

'Cause I'm ready, I'm willin', and I'm able to rock and roll all night
I'm ready, I'm willin', and I'm able to rock and roll all night
Come on, pretty baby, we gonna rock, we gonna roll until tomorrow night

Talkin' on the phone is not my speed
Don't send me no letter 'cause I can't read
Don't be long 'cause I'll be gone
We gonna rock and roll all night long

'Cause I'm ready, I'm willin', and I'm able to rock and roll all night
I'm ready, I'm willin', and I'm able to rock and roll all night
Come on, pretty baby, we gonna rock, we gonna roll until tomorrow night

If you don't want, you don't have to (get in trouble)
If you don't want, you don't have to (get in trouble)
No, if you don't want, you don't have to (get in trouble)
Hey, hey, hey, you better leave my woman alone

If you don't want, you don't have to (get in trouble)
If you don't want, you don't have to (get in trouble)
If you don't want, you don't have to (get in trouble)
Hey, you better leave my woman alone

I know you got plenty money
And you got a brand new&nbsp;??? too
But if I catch you playing around with my baby
Let me tell you, I'm gonna put some hurt on you

If you don't want, you don't have to (get in trouble)
If you don't want, you don't have to (get in trouble)
If you don't want, you don't have to (get in trouble)
Let me tell you, you better leave my woman alone

Let me tell you, I know you call yourself a playboy
And you got women all over town
But if I catch you playing around with my baby
Let me tell you, I'm gonna lay your body down

Let me tell you, if you don't want, you don't have to (get in trouble)
Let me tell you, yeah, yeah (get in trouble)
If you don't want, you don't have to (get in trouble)
Let me tell you, now, you better leave my woman alone

If you don't want, you don't have to, yeah (get in trouble)
If you don't want, you don't have to (get in trouble)
If you don't want, you don't have to (get in trouble)
Let me tell you, now, you better leave my woman alone

Have you ever loved a woman
So much you tremble in pain?
Yee-es!
Have you ever loved a woman
So much you tremble in pain?
Yee-es!
All the time you know
She bears another man's name

You just love that woman
So much it's a shame and a sin
Yee-es!
You just love that woman
So much it's a shame and a sin
Yes, you know, yes you know
She belongs to your very best friend

And yee-es!
Have you ever loved a woman
One that you know you can't leave her alone?
And yee-es!
Have you ever loved a woman (sing!)
Onet you know you can't leave her alone?
A- yee-es!
But there's something deep inside a-you
Won't let you wreck yo best friend's home.

Yea-ay-ay-ay.
~

I'm gonna tell you about my baby
I speak of her with pride
She go all the way to make me satisfied
Oh she's my baby, she's my baby, don't you see
I can't call her sugar 'cause sugar never was so sweet
She manicure my nails, scratch dandruff from my head
She's my baby, she's my baby, don't you see
I can't call her sugar 'cause sugar never was so sweet
When I say what I want, that's the way it's gonna be
She fall over backwards to go right on pleasin' me
Oh she's my baby, she's my baby, can't you see
I can't call her sugar 'cause sugar never was so sweet

Spoken:
I know you heard about the blues
But I would like to give you my feeling of the blues
So if you just sit down for a few minutes and listen to me
I'll give you my feeling of the blues, because I think I got 'em

They call it stormy Monday, but Tuesday's just as bad
They call it stormy Monday, but Tuesday's just as bad
Wednesday's worse and Thursday's also sad
Yes, the eagle flies on Friday and Saturday I go out to play
Eagle flies on Friday and Saturday I go out to play
Sunday I go to church, then I kneel down and pray
Lord, have mercy, Lord, have mercy on me.
Lord, have mercy, my heart's in misery:
Crazy 'bout my baby, yes, send her back to me!