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2001 |
1. | Raise A Ruckus |
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3. | Hesitation Blues |
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5. | That'll Be A Better Day |
6. | Boll Weevil |
7. | Down South Blues |
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12. | Shack #9 |
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Well I had girl, her name was Eve
Every time I'd hit her she'd holler "Police"
Cook them biscuits, cook 'em brown
Done talkin' I'll tear it around
If you catch another mule kickin' in your stall
Then tear it down
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Oh, tear it down (bed, slats and all)
Oh, tear it down (bed, slats and all)
Oh, tear it down (bed, slats and all)
Oh, tear it down (bed, slats and all)
If you catch another mule kickin' in your stall
Man, you gotta tear it down
Mr. Evans on the avenue ain't ashamed
To see that monkey whiffin' that cocaine
Went upstairs to ring the bell
Police in the alley sniffin' cocaine
When you catch another mule kickin' in your stall
Then tear it down
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Every time I'd hit her she'd holler "Police"
Cook them biscuits, cook 'em brown
Done talkin' I'll tear it around
If you catch another mule kickin' in your stall
Then tear it down
(Chorus)
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I walk down that lonesome line
Hung down my head I cry
I wept I cried under the willow tree
About the deep blue sea
My mama my dead papa
Can be found
And my brother
On the county road
Now I've been down that long plank walk
I'm on my way back home
You cause me to weep you did cause me to mourn
You cause me to leave my home
Your fast mail train coming round the track
Come kill my little blue-eyed girl
They took her down that smoky track
Brought her back on that cooling board
I'm looking down that long tunnel light
Just as far as I care to see
I have no money lost my blue-eyed girl
These blues won't set me free
You did cause me to weep you did cause me to mourn
You cause me to leave my home
I cried last night and the night before
I swore not to cry anymore
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Well the cocaine habit is mighty bad
It's the worst old habit that I ever had
Hey hey honey take a whiff on me
Take a whiff on me
Take a whiff on me
All you rounders take a wiff on me
Hey hey honey take a wiff on me
I went to Mr. Lehman's on a lope
He's got a sign on the window, "no more dope"
Hey hey honey take a whiff on me
Take a whiff on me
Take a whiff on me
All you rounders take a wiff on me
Hey hey honey take a wiff on me
Well I love my whiskey and I love my gin
But the way I love my coke is a dog gone sin
Hey hey honey take a whiff on me
Take a whiff on me
Take a whiff on me
All you rounders take a wiff on me
Hey hey honey take a wiff on me
Well since cocaine went outta style
You can catch 'em shootin needles all the while
Hey hey honey take a whiff on me
Take a whiff on me
Take a whiff on me
All you rounders take a wiff on me
hey hey honey take a wiff on me
Take a whiff on me
Take a whiff on me
All you rounders take a wiff on me
Hey hey honey take a wiff on me
Take a whiff on me
Take a whiff on me
All you rounders take a wiff on me
Hey hey honey take a wiff on me
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Oh Katie dear go ask your mama
If you can be a bride of mine
If she says yes come back and tell me
If she says no we'll run away
Oh Willie dear there's no use in asking
For she's in her room a taking rest
And by her side lies a silver dagger
To slay the one that I love best
Oh Katie dear go ask your papa
If you could be a bride of mine
If he says yes come back and tell me
If he says no we'll run away
Oh Willie dear there's no use in asking
For he's in his room a taking rest
And by his side lies a silver dagger
To slay the one that I love best
Then he picked up that silver dagger
And he stove it through her troubled heart
Saying goodbye Katie goodbye darlin
I'll die for the one that I love best
Then she picked up that bloody dagger
And she stove it through her lily white breast
Saying goodbye mama goodbye papa
I'll die for the one that I love best
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I went down to Nashville
Rode that L&N
I'd seen that pretty gal standin' there
Dropped/brought my tongue down to my chin
Cause she's so fine
I was right on time
She took me down to 2nd street
She said "I'll be right back"
I waited there for seven weeks
Then got back on the track
And now we're through
Now I'm so blue
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Oh no, the trouble that I'm in
Good times are over I got whiskers on my chin
And there's a long lonely road, boys
I'll be travellin'
So long, tell my troubles to the wind
Way down south in Louisville
They showed me to the door
They hadn't seen a railroad bum
Since 1924
Its a rich folk's town
They don't need me 'round
The police came and got me
They took/dropped me way downtown
Guilty for this vagrancy
And now I'm prison bound
Up on the hill
In Louisville
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If you're ever in Birmingham
You know where I'll be found
Standin' in line at the CCC
Signin' my name down
On the dotted line
Puttin' in my dime
So put away your whiskey boys
Throw down your gamblin' cards
Quit sellin' that corn liquor boys
And sleepin' in freight yards
In every town
They'll run you down
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Oh goodbye booze
Forever more
My boozin' days will soon be o'er
I had a good time, but we couldn't agree
So you see what booze has done for me
Well she tore my clothes
She swelled my head
So goodbye booze i'm goin to bed
I had a good time, but we couldn't agree
So you see what booze has done for me
Oh goodbye booze
Forever more
My boozin' days will soon be o'er
I had a good time, but we couldn't agree
So you see what booze has done for me
Well she slammed my head
She broke my heart
So goodbye booze its time we part
I had a good time
But we couldn't agree
So you see what booze has done for me
So goodbye booze
Forever more
My boozin' days will soon be o'er
I had a good time
But we couldn't agree
So you see what booze has done for me
Well she whipsered low, how sweet it sounds
Won't don't you take another ride on the merry go round
Oh I had a good time, but we couldn't agree
So you see what booze has done for me
So goodbye booze
Forever more
My boozin' days will soon be o'er
I had a good time, but we couldn't agree
So you see what booze has done for me
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