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If you don't bend you'll have to break
It's good advise but a little too late Nothin' but trouble everywhere I go, yeah What I've been through you never know Got me down on my bendin' knee Weepin' and bendin' like a willow tree I'm not lyin' it's not a fake You can tell by the look on my face Just so much a man can take Sooner or later he's gotta break Yes, I'm down on my bendin' knee Weeping an' bendin' like a willow tree Like a bitter pill that ya have to take I'm beggin' you baby, you say it's too late For goodness sakes please give me a break Just a little more that I can take Got me down on my bendin' knee Weepin' and bendin' like a willow tree |
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A Good Fool Is Hard To Find
Albert Collins (Houston, Shackleford) Cold Snap Album My baby came home last night And she looked at me real cool She said, "Albert, you ain't nothin' but a overgrown fool, I'm gonna leave you, gonna leave you behind." I said, " Baby I'm gonna tell you, that a good fool is hard to find." Now, baby if you leave me, it would hurt me to my soul I just can't understand why baby, any woman could be so cold But a good fool, a good fool, is hard to find Take a lesson from me baby A good fool is hard to find The last time you left me, I didn't have much to lose You left me with nothin' woman But a pair of thin-sole shoe But a good fool, a good fool is hard to find Take a lesson from me baby A good fool is hard to find Now listen to me baby, I think you should be told When they made yo' daddy Somebody went an broke the mold A good fool, a good fool is hard to find You take the lesson from me woman A good fool is hard to find |
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Playin' with my mind babe
Always accusin' me of doin' wrong I say you're playin' with my mind, woman You're always accusin' me of doin' wrong I can see you're lights on baby But I can't see, I can't see nobody home Now here come my mother-in-law It's the same thing ev'ry day Ever since we been married baby She tried to drive me away, yeah Now you're still accusin' me baby Accusin' me of doin' wrong I can see your lights on baby But I can't see, I can't see nobody home When I have to go to work I gotta go to work downtown If I get home a little late baby You say I'm out messin' around Now you're still accusin' me baby Accusin' me of doin' wrong I can see your lights on baby But I can't see, I can't see nobody home |
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Everyday baby, when the sun go down
I get with my friends, an' I begin to clown I don't care, what the people are thinkin' I ain't drunk, I'm just drinkin' (But you're so high) Oh man, you know I ain't high (But you're so high) I just take a little bit, now an' then (But you're so high) Now you oughta be 'shamed of yourself (Stay drunk all the time) Oh, c'mon now, you know ya'all get like that Come home last night, all loose Baby get in a fuss, I said, "Honey, hush" I don't care, what the people are thinkin' I ain't drunk, I'm just drinkin' (But you're so high) I ain't drunk, I done told ya'all I ain't drunk now What ya'all doin' drinkin'? (But you're so high) Actually, I'm just havin' fun, man (But you're so high) What? I know I'm not (Stay drunk all the time) Damn, I don't know why you're all talkin' about me like that! You done the right thing, I want to thank you, too Now, let's have a little drink, just me an' you I don't care, what the people are thinkin' I ain't drunk, but I'm just drinkin' (But you're so high) Who me? I ain't high man (But you're so high) I don't know why you all talk about me like that (But you're so high) You oughta mind your own business, brother (Stay drunk all the time) You, you oughta watch yourself, too You don't understand what I'm sayin' I want to tip you, baby, before I go I be back tomorrow night an' drink so mo' I don't care, what the people are thinkin' I ain't drunk, I'm just drinkin' (But you're so high) Oh no, you the one drunk! Look at yo' eyes, man! (But you're so high) Don't you tell my old lady, now! (But you're so high) Well I ain't had but four or five (Stay drunk all the time) Six, seven, eight, nine, ten, eleven, twelve |
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I'm beginnin' to wonder, baby, what's goin' on when I'm not at home
I'm beginnin' to wonder, baby, I know you ain't there all alone Ev'ry time I have to leave you, woman, I wonder who's takin' my place, an' turnin' you on I'm beginnin' to wonder, woman, why I worry ev'ryday I said, I'm beginnin' to wonder, woman, wonder why I feel this way I be home early Tuesday evenin', better hide your part-time man away I'm beginnin' to wonder, woman, why we're wasting all this time I'm beginnin' to wonder, baby, wonder why we didn't see the signs What we did, we've never forgotten, what we had, we left behind |
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Too many dirty dishes in the sink for just us two
I said, too many dirty dishes in the sink for just us two You got me wonderin' baby Who's makin' dirty dishes with you? I get up an' go to work in the mo'nin' I come right home at night When I leave the sink is empty When I come back home She got 'em stacked up out of sight Too many dirty dishes in the sink just for us two Well you got me wonderin' baby, Who's makin' dirty dishes with you? (Spoken: Look at this kitchen! Pots an' pans, ev'rywhere, it's pitiful! Look at all these glasses layin' all up on the sink! Looks like she even had a party up in here, too You wait 'til I see this woman, when she get home That glass over there, got a cigar in it or sump'in I don't smoke no cigar Um, servin' caviar I don't eat no caviar What's wrong with this woman? All these pots in here, gonna run me some water right here Yeah now, you wait 'til I see this woman when she get home Pots 'n pans all stacked up here There's a pot, let me scrap this pot out Oh it's pitiful an' I don't know why this woman come an' have a party When I'm at work Gettin' all this stuff under my fingernails, Run some more water in here Yeah, now I can wash these glasses out, wash them up first Yeah, that's pretty clean now, though Now I got all this, now I gotta work on these pots a little bit more Makes me so mad, I don't know what to do Thought I was her husband, 'stead a maid! Like ol red chili or somethin' all done got dried up on all these pots She never fix me none of this good food! You wait 'til that woman get home, I'm scrappin' all these pots for her) Sings: I've done your dirty dishes How much am I suppose to take? When I left I had corn flakes for breakfast Now there's a bone from a T-bone steak Too many dirty dishes in the sink for just us two You've got me wonderin' baby Who in the hell is makin' dirty dishes with you? |
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