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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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It could be a spoonsful of diamonds,
Could be a spoonful of gold, Just a little spoon of your precious love, Satisfies my soul. Men lies about little, Some of them cries about little, Some of them dies about little, Everything fight about little spoonful. It could be a spoonful of coffee, Could be a spoonful of tea, But a little spoon of your precious love, Good enough for me. Men lies about that, Some of them dies about that, Some of them cries about that, But everything fight about that spoonful. That spoon, dat spoon, dat spoonful. It could be a spoonsful of water, Saved from the deserts sand, But one spoon of them fortifies. Save you from another man. Men lies about that, Some of them cries about that, Some of them dies about that, Everybody fightin' about that spoonful. That spoon, dat spoon, dat spoonful. |
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Ah-oh, smokestack lightnin,
Shinin, just like gold, Why don't ya hear me cryin? A-whoo-hooo, oooo, Whooo. Whoa-oh, tell me, baby, What's the, matter with you? Why don't ya hear me cryin? Whoo-hooo, whoo-hooo, Whooo. Whoa-oh, tell me, baby, Where did ya, stay last night? A-why don't ya hear me cryin? Whoo-hooo, whoo-hooo, Whooo. Whoa-oh, stop your train, Let her, go for a ride. Why don't ya hear me cryin? Whoo-hooo, whoo-hooo, Whooo. Whoa-oh, fare ya well. Never see, a you no more. A-why don't ya hear me cryin? Oooo, whoo-hooo, Whooo. Whoa-oh, who been here baby since, I-I been gone, a little, bity boy? Girl, be on. A-whoo-hooo, whoo-hooo, Whooo. |
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I am a back door man.
I am a back door man. Well the men don't know, but the little girls understand. When everybody's sound asleep, I'm somewhere making my midnight creep. Yes in the morning, the rooster crow. Something tell me, I got to go. I am a back door man. I am a back door man. Well the men don't know, but little girls understand. They take me to the doctor. Shot full o' holes. Nurse cried, please save the soul. Killed him for murder, first degree. Judge's wife cried. Let the man go free. I am a back door man. I am a back door man. Well the men don't know, but little girls understand. Stand out there. Cop's wife cried. Don't take him down. Rather be dead. Six feets in the ground. When you come home you can eat pork and beans. I eats mo' chicken any man seen I am a back door man. I am a back door man. Well the men don't know, but the little girls understand |
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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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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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I'm a taildragger
I swipes out my track When I get what I want I don't come sneakin' back When the mighty Wolf Make a midnight creep Then the hunters They can't find him Stealin' chicks Everywhere he go Then drag his tail Behind him I'm a taildragger I wipe out my track When I get what I want Well I don't come sneakin' back A cooter drags His tail in the sand A fish wiggle His tail in the water When the mighty Wolf Come along waggin' his tail He done stole Somebody's daughter I'm a taildragger I wipe out my tracks When I get what I want Well I don't come sneakin' back |
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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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If you're a long way from home,
Can't sleep at night. Grab your telephone, Something just ain't right. That's evil, Evil is goin on wrong. I am warnin ya brother, You better watch your happy home. Well, long way from home and, Can't sleep at all. You know another mule, Is kickin in your stall. That's evil, Evil is goin on wrong. I am warnin ya brother, You better watch your happy home. You better catch him, Cause somethin wrong, In your home. Well, if ya call her on the telephone, And she answers aweful slow, Grab the first train smokin, If you have to hobo. That's evil, Evil is goin on wrong. I am warnin ya brother, You better watch your happy home. If you make it to your house, Knock on the front door, Run around to the back, You'll catch him just before he go. That's evil, Evil is goin on. I am warnin ya brother, You better watch your happy home. |
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Oh, I asked her for water, she brought me gasoline.
Oh, I asked her for water, she brought me gasoline. That's the troublingest woo-hoo (woman?), that I ever seen. The church bell tollin', the hearse come driving slow. The church bell tollin', the hearse come driving slow. I hope my baby, don't leave me no more. Oh tell me baby, when are you coming back home? Oh tell me baby, when are you coming back home? You know I love you baby, but you've been gone too long. |
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Well, all you girls think
The days are dawned You don't have to worry You can have your fun Take me, baby For your little boy Because three hundred pounds Of a heavenly joy This is it, this is it Look what you get You've been bending And hiding 'round behind his back And you got your man That you don't like Throw that Jack, baby Outta your mind Follow me, baby And have a real good time This is it, this is it Look what you get Hoy, hoy I'm the boy I've got three hundred pounds Of a heavenly joy I'm so glad That you understand I'm three hundred pounds Of muscle and man This is it, this is it Look what you get |
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Well now, baby meet me in the bottom, bring me my running shoes
Well now, baby meet me in the bottom, bring me my running shoes Well, I'll come out the window, won't have time to lose. When you see me streaking by, please don't be late When you see me streaking by, please don't be late Well you runnin', though my life is at stake Well, I hope you'll see me when I come streaking by Well, I hope you'll see me when I come streaking by She got a bad old man, you know I'm too young to die I got to leave here. Get caught in... |
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How many more years, have I got to let you dog me around
How many more years, have I got to let you dog me around I'd soon rather be dead, sleeping six feet in the ground I'm gonna fall on my knees, I'm gonna raise up my right hand I'm gonna fall on my knees, I'm gonna raise up my right hand Say I'd feel much better darling, if you'd just only understand I'm going upstairs, I'm gonna bring back down my clothes I'm going upstairs, I'm gonna bring back down my clothes, do them all If anybody ask about me, just tell'em I walked out on |
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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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Man
You know I don't enjoy things that kings and queens will never have And things kings and queens can never get And they don't even know about And good times, mmmmm I have had my fun If I never get well no more I have had my fun If I never get well no more Oh my health is fading Oh yes I'm going down slow Now lookit 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 the money then I already had spent Then I would've been a millionaire a long time ago And women, great googly moogly! Please write my mother Tell her the shape I'm in Please write my mother Tell her the shape I'm in Tell her to pray for her son Forgive me for my sins |
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