Albert King - The Very Best Of [compilation] (2007) by Albert King (보컬) on maniadb.com

You been meetin' your man, baby
Down at the local laundromat
I say, you been meetin' your man, baby
Down at the local laundromat
I've done got wise
An' daddy ain't goin' for that

Early every mornin'
You grab your old blouse or two
Yeah, you get up early in the mornin'
An' you grab your old blouse or two
Oh, you know you're right down to the laundry
While your man is waitin' on you

You better hear my warnin'
I'm gettin' madder everyday
Yeah, you better hear my warnin'
I'm gettin' madder everyday
I don't want you to get so clean, baby
You just might wash your life away

Ya hear?
Well, alright

I know you don't know it, baby
But things look bad for you
The laundry's gonna trap you, darlin'
An' one more, one more dress will do

Oh pretty woman she's the rising sun
Says all your cheap paint and powder ain't gonna help you none
She's a pretty woman right down to the bone
So you just might as well still leave your skin alone

Pretty woman
What's the matter with you
Can't make you love me, no matter what I do

Oh pretty woman what you trying to do
You kept on foolin' around till I got stuck on you
So you just drop that mess and come down off your throne
Stop using my poor heart as a stepping stone

Pretty woman
What's the matter with you
Can't make you love me, no matter what I do

Oh pretty woman that's all right for you
Now you just go on doing what you want to do
But someday when you thing you've got it made
You get in water deep enough so you can't wade

Pretty woman
What's the matter with you
Can't make you love me, no matter what I do

Spoken:
Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha
We're gonna try it one mo' time
The new, Cross Cut Saw
Comin' at you, hot an' heavy
Watch this!
Got a hell-uva groove to it, too!

Hey brother, aah!

I'm a cross cut saw
Just drag me across your log
I'm a cross cut saw
Just drag me across your log
I'll cut your wood so easy for you
You can't help but say 'Hot dog!'

Some call me 'Wood-Choppin Sam'
Some call me 'Wood-Cuttin Bill'
Last girl I cut the wood for
Want me back again

I'm a cross-cut saw
Just drag me across your log
I'll cut your wood so easy for you
You can't help me say, 'Hot dog')

Now dig this!

Yeah

Got a double-bladed ax
That's really cuttin' good
I'm a crosscut saw
Bury me in the wood

I'm a crosscut saw
Just drag me across the log
I'll cut your wood so easy for you

You can't help but say, 'Hot Dog'

Dig this!

Yeah!
Well, alright

Spoken:
Hey, Mike!
Oh, Mike
Let's do it like we did in 1965
In that one little room, on the other side of the buildin'
We did Crosscut Saw
It went somethin' like this
And it had a hell-uva groove to it
(In that little room with no air conditioner over there)
Funk-aay, but gettin' on down
Heavy stuff!
Ha-ha-ha

Watch this!

(Bass player)
Oooo-wee!
Ooo-UH!
I could feel that m'self

Wait a minute!
Let's take it from the top, one more time
Do ya'all wanna go to the top one more time?

I can't hear ya
Do you want it from the top, one more time?

We're goin' all the way to the top
And come down with a hell-uva groove
Ah, I might get out there and do the Boogie Woogie, myself
It's gon' be sho' nuff funky!

Bandmember says:
('Watch this, man!')

ooh-uh

[Incomprehensible] said about playing this chord
He ain't hitting the B flat right
I'm a make a hit
If it's the last thing I do

And I done come home to you
And you done put your cold feet on me
Get warm your feet, woman

Hanging around the studio
For three days in a row now
Thinking nobody get a hit out of here
But Sam and Dave

Rufus Thomas or Carla Thomas
Or Eddie Floyd
They ain't the only ones
Who know how to play the blues
I can play the blues myself

I'm gonna give every disc jockey
The blues across the country
If he don't dig this
He got a hole in his soul

Yeah, well
Hey, ooh wee

If you hear a little fuss
It ain't nobody but us

Ev'rybody understands the blues
Are you listening?
YEAH! [audience replies]

I say ev'rybody understands the blues
Ev'rybody from one day to another has the blues

You take the little baby that's layin' in the cradle
He can't get that milk bottle fast enough
He go to kickin' an'cryin'
An' goin' on, tearin' up the little baby bed
He got the blues
Can ya dig it?
YEAH! [audience replies]
Ha, ha, ha

You take this girl that's got this main squeeze
That's her boyfriend, that is, you know

An' he just bought a brand new GTO
You know she wanna be wit' him ev'rytime he cranks it up
An' go around the corner to the soda fountain
This is where she wanna go an'show it off
Where all the girls and guys be
You know what I mean?

An' she get ready to go out this particular night
An' her mother say, "Daughter you was just out last night
You can't go out tonight, that's too many nights in a row"

She go in the room an'fasten the door
An' won't answer the phone, won't eat
Won't talk to nobody
She got the blues
That's what's wrong wit' her

Some people call them the reds, the pinks
When ya get through
It's the old-fashioned country blues
That's right

I haven't seen my main squeeze
In ten long weeks, today


You know I got the blues
Can you dig it? ha, ha, ha
YEAH! [Audience replies]

Woo! Alright!

Ah but wait, I don't think you're with me
Let's ev'rybody get a thing goin' right here
Yes, yes, yes

Can you feel it?
YEAH!
I can't hear you, can you feel it?
YEAH!
Yes, yes
Sounds awful good, keep it, keep it, right there chilin'
Keep it right there, ha ha ha ha

The blues!
An' when you're doin' the blues
They so strong, that's the reason there named
They call 'em blues power, yeah

An' would you believe I invented blues power?
YEAH!
Ha, ha
Can you dig the blues power?
YEAH!
Let ev'rybody say "yeah"
YEAH!
Say it again, say "yeah"
YEAH!

Alright! Alright! Hey! Hey! Hey! Oh! Alright
Ha, ha, ha! Well! Woo! Ha, ha, ha! Oh man! Hey!
Ooh-oh!
Woo!

Thank you!
Thank you very much!
Thank you very kindly!
Woo!

Hey baby, can't you see what you're doin' to me
Hey baby, baby, baby, can't you see what you're doin' to me
Well you say you're gonna leave me, darlin'
You're goin' back to your old time, used to be

I work two jobs, I bring home all-a the pay
If you tell me you love me, then try to do some things my way
Hey baby, can't you see what you're doin' to me
Well you say you're gonna leave me,
You're goin' back to your old time, used to be

Hey now! woo! yeah! yeah! come on band! sounds alright!

I work two jobs, I bring ya all-a the pay
If you tell me you love me, then try to do some things my way
Hey baby, can't you see what you're doin' to me
Yeah, you say you're gonna leave me darlin'
You're goin' back to your old time, used to be

Hey baby, can't you see what you're doin' to me
Hey, baby, baby, baby, baby, baby
Can't you see what you're doin' to me
Now you say you're gonna leave me darlin'
You're goin' back to your old time, used to be

Ev'rybody wants to laugh
Ah, but nobody wants to cry
I say ev'rybody wants to laugh
But nobody wants to cry

Ev'rybody wants to go to heaven
But nobody wants to die

Ev'rybody wanna hear the truth
But yet, ev'rybody wants to tell a lie
I say ev'rybody wants to hear the truth
But still they all wanna tell a lie


Oh ev'rybody wants to go to heaven
But nobody wants to die

Ev'rybody wanna know the reason
Without even askin' why
Oh, ev'rybody wanna know the reason
Oh, without even askin' why

You know ev'rybody wanna go to heaven
But nobody wants to die

I went to work this mo'nin'
My foreman looked me in the eye
He said, "Fella I don't know what's wrong with ya,
But you look sick enough to die"

He sent me to the company doctor
And he examined from head to toe
"Whatever's wrong with ya, young man,
My x-rays just won't show"

I say, angel of mercy
Won't you please look down on me?
Angel of mercy
A little mercy is all I need

The finance company
They just don't receive my check
They say they want a payment by Friday
Or they want all-a the furniture back

I went to the credit union
To try to get myself a loan
They said, "I would let ya have it young man,
But we hear that you won't be workin' here much longer

Angel of mercy
Won't you please look down on me?
Oh, angel of mercy
A little mercy is all I need

Lord have mercy! Oh angel! Oh!

Oh!

Cut my lights off this mo'nin'
They set my furniture out doors
I was listenin' to the weatherman 'while ago
An' he's says it's gonna rain an'snow

My daughter's got pneumonia
An' my son is down with the flu
My whole family's sufferin' from malnutrition
And I can't even 'fford them soup

I say, angel of mercy
Won't you please look down on me?
Oh, angel of mercy
A little mercy is all I need

If you're down and out and you feel real hurt
Come on over to the place where I live
And all your loneliness I'll try to soothe
I'll play the blues for you

Don't be afraid come on in
You might run across some of your old friends

All your loneliness I gotta soothe
I'll play the blues for you

I got no big name and I ain't no big star
I play the blues for you on my guitar
All your loneliness I'll try to soothe
I 'll play the blues for you

Laying around home alone
On a rainy night like this
Starving for your love
Hungry for just one kiss
Every raindrop I hear
On my window pane yeah
Beats so loud and clear
Why does it tell your name?
I got nowhere to turn to
Tired of being alone
I feel like breaking up somebody's home
I know it's useless
Hanging on to you
When you belong to someone else
Can't control the feelin'
Cause after all I didn't make it myself

Last night I cried so hard
I believe I caught a chill
Can't control the vibration
My heart just won't stand still
Got nowhere to turn to
I'm tired of being alone
I feel like breaking up somebody's home

I know you hear me talkin'
I know it's useless
Hanging on to you
When you belong to someone else
Can't control the vibration
Cause after all I didn't make it myself
Got nowhere to turn to
I'm tired of being alone
I feel like breaking up somebody's home

Oh you come home one eve'nin'
To nothin' but the four walls
And then ya find your phone been disconnected
You can't even make no call
Ya hung out for your baby, oh, an'she's not there
You look in the closet, buddy, an'you find it's all bare

Oh, that's what the blues is people
That's what the blues is all about
Well that's a hard pill to have to swallow, um!
When you find what the blues is all about

Now listen to this:

I went out to my backyard
Ya know I whistled for my dog (3 whistle sounds)
He ran up under the house, people
Like he didn't even know me at all
Now I hadn't fed him in two or three days
An' he was lookin' kinda thin
Oh, when your dog turn his back on ya, buddy
You know ya haven't even got a friend

That's the blues, people


That's what the blues is all about
Oh it's a hard pill to swallow, um!
When ya find out what the blues is all about

Oh, look out!
Uh!
Oh no!
I think I got 'em!

I went out to my mail box
I got a bunch-a bills that I can't pay
I guess my wife been out shoppin' again
While I been at work all day

I see the man comin' with his tools
Now is he gonna cut off my water?
You know they got my gas yesterday
An' they comin' right back for the lines tomorrow

Ah, that's what the blues is people
That's what the blues is all about
Well that's a hard pill to swallow, buddy
Oh, when you find out what the blues is all about

Spoken:
Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha
We're gonna try it one mo' time
The new, Cross Cut Saw
Comin' at you, hot an' heavy
Watch this!
Got a hell-uva groove to it, too!

Hey brother, aah!

I'm a cross cut saw
Just drag me across your log
I'm a cross cut saw
Just drag me across your log
I'll cut your wood so easy for you
You can't help but say 'Hot dog!'

Some call me 'Wood-Choppin Sam'
Some call me 'Wood-Cuttin Bill'
Last girl I cut the wood for
Want me back again

I'm a cross-cut saw
Just drag me across your log
I'll cut your wood so easy for you
You can't help me say, 'Hot dog')

Now dig this!

Yeah

Got a double-bladed ax
That's really cuttin' good
I'm a crosscut saw
Bury me in the wood

I'm a crosscut saw
Just drag me across the log
I'll cut your wood so easy for you

You can't help but say, 'Hot Dog'

Dig this!

Yeah!
Well, alright

Spoken:
Hey, Mike!
Oh, Mike
Let's do it like we did in 1965
In that one little room, on the other side of the buildin'
We did Crosscut Saw
It went somethin' like this
And it had a hell-uva groove to it
(In that little room with no air conditioner over there)
Funk-aay, but gettin' on down
Heavy stuff!
Ha-ha-ha

Watch this!

(Bass player)
Oooo-wee!
Ooo-UH!
I could feel that m'self

Wait a minute!
Let's take it from the top, one more time
Do ya'all wanna go to the top one more time?

I can't hear ya
Do you want it from the top, one more time?

We're goin' all the way to the top
And come down with a hell-uva groove
Ah, I might get out there and do the Boogie Woogie, myself
It's gon' be sho' nuff funky!

Bandmember says:
('Watch this, man!')

ooh-uh