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3. | A. Come On In This House/B. Have Mercy Baby |
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5. | A Poor Man's Plea |
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7. | This Old Fool |
8. | I Don't Know |
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10. | Honeydripper |
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I don't care what nobody say
I'm a man of a many words
I can speak things to you darlin' I do
I can swear that you never heard
I rap strong and I know it right along
Come on mama let me turn you on
Now come on
Alright
When I grab my game and call your name
You would never be the same
In the midnight hours when you dream my darling
I swear you will call my name
I rap strong when I know it right along
Come on mama let me turn you on
Now come on
I was hauled off to jail late last night
With no one to go my bail
I rapped strong to the judge early this morning
And the judge put the cops in jail
I rap strong and I know it right along
Come on mama let me turn you on
Now come on
Let me tell you about it baby
I gotta tell you
I'm gonna preach about it
I want the world to know about it
I want to know what you did to me
Let me tell you
Listen
Can you hear me
I wanna know do you hear me now
I gotta know do you hear me
I wanna know do you need me
Lord
Lord
Ohhhhhh, baby
Let's talk about it
Let me tell ya
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When my baby she left me
She left me with a mule to ride
When my baby she left me
She left me with a mule to ride
When her train left the station
That old mule laid down and died
Man I sent this woman
A brand new twenty dollar bill
Lord I sent that woman
A brand new twenty dollar bill
Now if that don't bring her back
I'm sure this old shotgun will
Lake Michigan ain't no river
Chicago ain't no hill town
Lake Michigan ain't no river
Chicago ain't no hill town
If I feel like this tomorrow
I'm gonna clear out be back down Memphis bound
I'll be standing down on the landing
When the big boat pull off and roll
I'll be standing on the landing
When the big boat pull off and roll
I'll be hopin and I'll be prayin
That I never see your face no more
When my baby left me
She left me with a mule to ride
When my baby she left me
She left me with a mule to ride
When her train left the station
That old mule laid down and died
Lord I sent that woman
A brand new twenty dollar bill
Man I sent my baby
A brand new twenty dollar bill
Now if that don't bring her back
I'm sure my shotgun will
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A. Come On In This House/B. Have Mercy Baby |
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Let your hair down baby, 'n' let's have a natural ball
Let your hair down baby, 'n' let's have a natural ball
'Cause when you ain't happy, it ain't no fun at all
You can't take it with you, that's one thing for sure
You can't take it with you, that's one thing for sure
Ain't nothing wrong with you girl, the T-Bone shuffle can't cure
Have fun while you can, fate's an awful thing
Have fun while you can, fate's an awful thing
You can't tell what might happen, that's why I love to sing
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{Mel London}
What's this a-here goin all around town
The people they say they're gonna put the kid down
Oh no
Oh look at what you did
You can call it what you want to
I call it messin' with the kid
You know the kid's no child and I don't play
I says what I mean and I mean what I say
Oh yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
Oh look at what you did
You can call it what you want to
I call it messin' with the kid
We're gonna take the kid's car and drive around town
Tell everybody you're not puttin' him down
Oh yeah yeah yeah yeah
Oh look at what you did
You can call it what you want to
I call it messin' with the... yeah
One more now
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Bad, bad whiskey
Bad, bad whiskey
Bad, bad whiskey
Made me loose my happy home
Made me loose my happy home
Whiskey endless women
Is driving me out of my mind
Ev ry time I get a lover that s tough you know
I think I m doin just fine
Bad, bad whiskey
Bad, bad whiskey
Bad, bad whiskey
Made me loose my happy home
Made me loose my happy home
I went out last night
Finally knocked myself outta sight
I got full of that bad stuff
And almost started a fight
Bad, bad whiskey
Bad, bad whiskey
Bad, bad whiskey
Made me loose my happy home
Made me loose my happy home
I wanna tell you baby
I m now feeling just fine
I think I ll stop drinking whiskey,
and going back to bad wine
Bad, bad whiskey
Bad, bad whiskey
Bad, bad whiskey
Made me loose my happy home
Made me loose my happy home
Let me tell you
Oh, that bad whiskey
Oh, that bad whiskey
Oh, that no good whiskey
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