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Yes, you call me the rocker, I can really rock you all night long.
Yes, you call me the rocker, I can rock you all night long. I can let you down easy, when I think your money's gone. I can rock you easy, don't want you to have a turn. I can rock you easy, don't want you to have a turn. I just let you down easy, like jelly on a plate. Some raggin' and shakin', don't mean a thing to me. Some raggin' and shakin', don't mean a thing to me. I'm a hip shakin' daddy, I can shake like a willow tree. Call me the rocker, I can really rock a while, They call me the rocker, I can really rock a while, With a real gone mama, don't let me take your style. I can rock it easy, don't wanna take your style, I can rock it easy, don't wanna take your style, I can let you down easy, like jelly on a plate. Yeh, they call me the rocker, I can rock you all night long. Yes, they call me the rocker, I can rock you all night long. I can let you down easy, when I think your money gone. Yes, you call me the rocker, I can really rock you all night long. Yes, you call me the rocker, I can rock you all night long. I can let you down easy, when I think your money's gone. I can rock you easy, don't want you to have a turn. I can rock you easy, don't want you to have a turn. I just let you down easy, like jelly on a plate. Some raggin' and shakin', don't mean a thing to me. Some raggin' and shakin', don't mean a thing to me. I'm a hip shakin' daddy, I can shake like a willow tree. Call me the rocker, I can really rock a while, They call me the rocker, I can really rock a while, With a real gone mama, don't let me take your style.-acapo |
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| 2. |
| 3:31 |
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Well, I ain't superstitious, black cat just cross my trail.
Well, I ain't superstitious, oh the black cat just cross my trail. Don't sweep me with no broom, I might get put in jail. When my right hand itches, I gets money for sure. When my right hand itches, I gets money for sure. But, when my left eye jumps, somebody's got to go. Well, I ain't superstitious, black cat just cross my trail. Well, I ain't superstitious, black cat just cross my trail. Don't sweep me with no broom, I just might get put in jail. Well, the dogs are howlin, all over the neighborhood. Whoa, the dogs are howlin, all over the neighborhood. That is true sign of death, baby, that ain't no good. Well, I'm not superstitious, blow that black cat across my trail. Well, I'm not superstitious, a black cat across my trail. Don't sweep me with no broom, I just might get put in jail. That's bad luck for me. |
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| 3. |
| 3:51 |
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One summer day, she went away
She gone and left me, she gone to stay But now she gone and I can't worry Because I'm sitting on top of the world Worked all the summer, worked all the fall Had to take Christmas, in my overall But now she gone and I don't worry Sitting on top of the world Going down to the freight yard, just to meet a freight train I'm gonna leave this town, [Incomprehensible] But now she gone and I don't worry Sitting on top of the world |
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| 2:55 |
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Lookie here baby what you tryin' to do, tryin' to love me and another man too,
I'm worried about that baby, baby worried about you, Baby worried about you baby, and you better be worried about me. I'm gonna tell you this time, I ain't gonna say no mo', the next time I tell ya I'm gonna let you go 'Cause I'm worried about you, baby worried about you, Baby worried about you baby, and you better be worried bout me. Run here baby, sit on my knee, I got something to tell you been worrying me, I'm worried about you, baby worried about you, Baby worried about you baby, and you better be worried about me. Got up this morning, feeling bad, nobody know how much trouble I've had, I'm worried about you, baby worried about you, Baby worried about you baby, and you better be worried about me. |
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| 3:02 | 
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| 3:05 |
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Well I'm a poor boy, long way from home.
Well I'm a poor boy, long way from home. No spending money in my pocket, no spare meat on my bone. Now, people ask me, "what does a poor boy do?" Now, people ask me, "what does a poor boy do?" Poor boy sews patches on his clothes, Stuffs newspaper in his shoes. I'm goin' back to Chicago, man, that's where I'm from. I'm goin' back to Chicago, man, that's where I'm from. I got so many friends in Chicago, Place just can't do me no harm. |
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| 2:09 |
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Some folk built like this, some folk built like that
But the way I'm built, Don't you call me fat Because I'm built for comfort, I ain't built for speed But I got everything all that a good girl need Some folk rip and roar, some folk b'lieve in signs But if you want me baby, you got to take your time Because I'm built for comfort, I ain't built for speed But I got everything all the good girl need And I ain't got no diamonds, I ain't got no gold But I do have love to satisfy your soul Because I'm built for comfort, I ain't built for speed But I got everything all you good women need |
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| 8. |
| 3:04 |
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| 9. |
| 1:58 |
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I have a little red rooster, too lazy to crow for day
I have a little red rooster, too lazy to crow for day Keep everything in the barnyard, upset in every way Oh the dogs begin to bark, and the hound begin to howl Oh the dogs begin to bark, hound begin to howl Ooh watch out strange kind people, cause little red rooster is on the prowl If you see my little red rooster, please drag him home If you see my little red rooster, please drag him home There ain't no peace in the barnyard, since the little red rooster been gone |
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| 3:59 |
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I have a little red rooster, too lazy to crow for day
I have a little red rooster, too lazy to crow for day Keep everything in the barnyard, upset in every way Oh the dogs begin to bark, and the hound begin to howl Oh the dogs begin to bark, hound begin to howl Ooh watch out strange kind people, cause little red rooster is on the prowl If you see my little red rooster, please drag him home If you see my little red rooster, please drag him home There ain't no peace in the barnyard, since the little red rooster been gone |
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| 11. |
| 2:20 |
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Well I know
I've got a babe And I know her Love is true But you ain't seen nothing 'Til you see her, see her Do the do Do the do Shake her shoulder Take her time Mover her body Like I move mine When she's dancing You'll love her too When you see her Do the do Do the do 34 bust 22 waist Everything Right in place Cool disposition Love her too When you see her Do the do Do the do Well, well there Ain't nothing like When you see her Do the do Do the do Well I know I've got a babe And I know her Love is true But you ain't seen nothing 'Til you see her, see her Do the do Do the do |
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| 12. |
| 2:47 |
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Well I'm gonna get up in the morning
Hit the Highway 49 I'm gonna get up in the morning Hit the Highway 49 I've been looking for my woman Lord don't think she can't be found Malvina my woman She out on the Highway 49 Malvina my woman She out on the Highway 49 I'm gonna get up in the morning Roll on down the line I believe, I believe, I believe I'll dust my bed I believe, I believe, I believe I'll dust my bed Out on the Highway 49 I have walked till I am dead I got the blues this morning Rollininto Jackson town I got the blues this morning I'm rolling into Jackson town I've been looking for my baby Lord don't think the girl can't be found Long tall momma She don't pay me no mind Yeah long tall momma She don't pay me no mind All she wanna do Walk the Highway 49 |
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| 13. |
| 4:30 |
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Tell Automatic Slim , tell Razor Totin' Jim
Tell Butcher Knife Totin' Annie, tell Fast Talking Fanny A we gonna pitch a ball, a down to that union hall We gonna romp and tromp till midnight We gonna fuss and fight till daylight We gonna pitch a wang dang doodle all night long All night long All night long All night long Tell Kudu-Crawlin' Red, tell Abyssinian Ned Tell ol' Pistol Pete, everybody gonna meet Tonight we need no rest, we really gonna throw a mess We gonna to break out all of the windows, we gonna kick down all the doors We gonna pitch a wang dang doodle all night long All night long All night long All night long Tell Fats and Washboard Sam, that everybody gonna to jam Tell Shaky and Boxcar Joe, we got sawdust on the floor Tell Peg and Caroline Dye, we gonna have a time. When the fish scent fill the air, there'll be snuff juice everywhere We gonna pitch a wang dang doodle all night long All night long All night long All night long All night long All night long All night long All night long |
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| 14. |
| 5:56 |
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Man... You know I've been enjoyin' things that kings and queens will never have! In fact kings and queens can never get 'm. And they don't even know about it! And good times? Mmmmmmmmm-mmh!! I have had my fun, if I never get well no more Oh my health is fadin' on me, oh yes I'm goin' down slow Now looka here... I did not say I was a millionaire... But I said I have spent more money than a millionaire! Cause if I had kept all my money that I'd already spent, I would've been a millionaire a looong time ago... And women? Great Googlie-Mooglie!! Please write my mother, tell her the shape I'm in Tell her to pray for me, forgive me for my sin |
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| 15. |
| 5:16 |
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I should'a quit you, long time ago
I should'a quit you, baby, long time ago I should'a quit you, and went on to Mexico If I ha'da followed, my first mind If I ha'da followed, my first mind I'd'a been gone, since my second time I should'a went on, when my friend come from Mexico at me I should'a went on, when my friend come from Mexico at me I was foolin' with ya baby, I let ya put me on the killin' floor Lord knows, I should'a been gone Lord knows, I should'a been gone And I wouldn't've been here, down on the killin' floor |
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| 1. |
| 4:32 |
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Lookie here baby what you tryin' to do, tryin' to love me and another man too,
I'm worried about that baby, baby worried about you, Baby worried about you baby, and you better be worried about me. I'm gonna tell you this time, I ain't gonna say no mo', the next time I tell ya I'm gonna let you go 'Cause I'm worried about you, baby worried about you, Baby worried about you baby, and you better be worried bout me. Run here baby, sit on my knee, I got something to tell you been worrying me, I'm worried about you, baby worried about you, Baby worried about you baby, and you better be worried about me. Got up this morning, feeling bad, nobody know how much trouble I've had, I'm worried about you, baby worried about you, Baby worried about you baby, and you better be worried about me. |
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| 4:02 |
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I have a little red rooster, too lazy to crow for day
I have a little red rooster, too lazy to crow for day Keep everything in the barnyard, upset in every way Oh the dogs begin to bark, and the hound begin to howl Oh the dogs begin to bark, hound begin to howl Ooh watch out strange kind people, cause little red rooster is on the prowl If you see my little red rooster, please drag him home If you see my little red rooster, please drag him home There ain't no peace in the barnyard, since the little red rooster been gone |
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| 5:10 |
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| 5:52 |
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| 5. |
| 3:43 |
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Lookie here baby what you tryin' to do, tryin' to love me and another man too,
I'm worried about that baby, baby worried about you, Baby worried about you baby, and you better be worried about me. I'm gonna tell you this time, I ain't gonna say no mo', the next time I tell ya I'm gonna let you go 'Cause I'm worried about you, baby worried about you, Baby worried about you baby, and you better be worried bout me. Run here baby, sit on my knee, I got something to tell you been worrying me, I'm worried about you, baby worried about you, Baby worried about you baby, and you better be worried about me. Got up this morning, feeling bad, nobody know how much trouble I've had, I'm worried about you, baby worried about you, Baby worried about you baby, and you better be worried about me. |
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| 6. |
| 4:11 |
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Well, I ain't superstitious, black cat just cross my trail.
Well, I ain't superstitious, oh the black cat just cross my trail. Don't sweep me with no broom, I might get put in jail. When my right hand itches, I gets money for sure. When my right hand itches, I gets money for sure. But, when my left eye jumps, somebody's got to go. Well, I ain't superstitious, black cat just cross my trail. Well, I ain't superstitious, black cat just cross my trail. Don't sweep me with no broom, I just might get put in jail. Well, the dogs are howlin, all over the neighborhood. Whoa, the dogs are howlin, all over the neighborhood. That is true sign of death, baby, that ain't no good. Well, I'm not superstitious, blow that black cat across my trail. Well, I'm not superstitious, a black cat across my trail. Don't sweep me with no broom, I just might get put in jail. That's bad luck for me. |
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| 3:40 |
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Well I'm gonna get up in the morning
Hit the Highway 49 I'm gonna get up in the morning Hit the Highway 49 I've been looking for my woman Lord don't think she can't be found Malvina my woman She out on the Highway 49 Malvina my woman She out on the Highway 49 I'm gonna get up in the morning Roll on down the line I believe, I believe, I believe I'll dust my bed I believe, I believe, I believe I'll dust my bed Out on the Highway 49 I have walked till I am dead I got the blues this morning Rollininto Jackson town I got the blues this morning I'm rolling into Jackson town I've been looking for my baby Lord don't think the girl can't be found Long tall momma She don't pay me no mind Yeah long tall momma She don't pay me no mind All she wanna do Walk the Highway 49 |
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| 5:45 |
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Well I know
I've got a babe And I know her Love is true But you ain't seen nothing 'Til you see her, see her Do the do Do the do Shake her shoulder Take her time Mover her body Like I move mine When she's dancing You'll love her too When you see her Do the do Do the do 34 bust 22 waist Everything Right in place Cool disposition Love her too When you see her Do the do Do the do Well, well there Ain't nothing like When you see her Do the do Do the do Well I know I've got a babe And I know her Love is true But you ain't seen nothing 'Til you see her, see her Do the do Do the do |
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| 9. |
| 4:28 |
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Well I'm a poor boy, long way from home.
Well I'm a poor boy, long way from home. No spending money in my pocket, no spare meat on my bone. Now, people ask me, "what does a poor boy do?" Now, people ask me, "what does a poor boy do?" Poor boy sews patches on his clothes, Stuffs newspaper in his shoes. I'm goin' back to Chicago, man, that's where I'm from. I'm goin' back to Chicago, man, that's where I'm from. I got so many friends in Chicago, Place just can't do me no harm. |
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| 10. |
| 3:54 |
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Well, I ain't superstitious, black cat just cross my trail.
Well, I ain't superstitious, oh the black cat just cross my trail. Don't sweep me with no broom, I might get put in jail. When my right hand itches, I gets money for sure. When my right hand itches, I gets money for sure. But, when my left eye jumps, somebody's got to go. Well, I ain't superstitious, black cat just cross my trail. Well, I ain't superstitious, black cat just cross my trail. Don't sweep me with no broom, I just might get put in jail. Well, the dogs are howlin, all over the neighborhood. Whoa, the dogs are howlin, all over the neighborhood. That is true sign of death, baby, that ain't no good. Well, I'm not superstitious, blow that black cat across my trail. Well, I'm not superstitious, a black cat across my trail. Don't sweep me with no broom, I just might get put in jail. That's bad luck for me. |
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| 11. |
| 3:10 |
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| 12. |
| 3:58 |
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Yes, you call me the rocker, I can really rock you all night long.
Yes, you call me the rocker, I can rock you all night long. I can let you down easy, when I think your money's gone. I can rock you easy, don't want you to have a turn. I can rock you easy, don't want you to have a turn. I just let you down easy, like jelly on a plate. Some raggin' and shakin', don't mean a thing to me. Some raggin' and shakin', don't mean a thing to me. I'm a hip shakin' daddy, I can shake like a willow tree. Call me the rocker, I can really rock a while, They call me the rocker, I can really rock a while, With a real gone mama, don't let me take your style. I can rock it easy, don't wanna take your style, I can rock it easy, don't wanna take your style, I can let you down easy, like jelly on a plate. Yeh, they call me the rocker, I can rock you all night long. Yes, they call me the rocker, I can rock you all night long. I can let you down easy, when I think your money gone. Yes, you call me the rocker, I can really rock you all night long. Yes, you call me the rocker, I can rock you all night long. I can let you down easy, when I think your money's gone. I can rock you easy, don't want you to have a turn. I can rock you easy, don't want you to have a turn. I just let you down easy, like jelly on a plate. Some raggin' and shakin', don't mean a thing to me. Some raggin' and shakin', don't mean a thing to me. I'm a hip shakin' daddy, I can shake like a willow tree. Call me the rocker, I can really rock a while, They call me the rocker, I can really rock a while, With a real gone mama, don't let me take your style.-acapo |
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