| Disc 1 | ||||||
|---|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 1. |
| - | 
|
|||
| 2. |
| - |
|
|||
| 3. |
| - |
|
|||
| 4. |
| - |
|
|||
| 5. |
| - |
|
|||
| 6. |
| - |
|
|||
| 7. |
| - |
|
|||
| 8. |
| - |
|
|||
| 9. |
| - |
|
|||
| 10. |
| - |
|
|||
| 11. |
| - |
|
|||
| 12. |
| - |
|
|||
| 13. |
| - |
|
|||
| 14. |
| - |
|
|||
| 15. |
| - | 
|
|||
|
Well-a Shorty George, he ain't no friend of mine
He's taken all the women and left the men behind Well-a Shorty George, he done been here and gone Yes, Shorty George, he done been here and gone Lord he left many a poor man a great long way from home Well my baby caught the Katy, I caught the Santa Fee Well she caught the Katy, I caught the Santa Fee Well, you can't quit me, baby, can't you see Well I went to Galveston, work on the Mallory Line Went to Galveston, Lord on the Mallory Line Babe you can't quit me, ain't no use tryin' Shorty George, travelin' through the land Shorty George, he's travelin' through the land Always looking to pick some woman's poor man When I get back to Dallas, I'm gonna walk and tell When I get back to Dallas, gonna walk and tell That the Fort Bend Bottom is a burning hell |
||||||
| 16. |
| - |
|
|||
| 17. |
| - |
|
|||
| 18. |
| - |
|
|||
| 19. |
| - |
|
|||
| 20. |
| - |
|
|||
| 21. |
| - |
|
|||
| 22. |
| - |
|
|||
|
Me and my wife went all over town
And everywhere we went people turned us down Lord, in a bourgeois town It's a bourgeois town I got the bourgeois blues Gonna spread the news all around Well, me and my wife we were standing upstairs We heard the white man say'n I don't want no niggers up there Lord, in a bourgeois town Uhm, bourgeois town I got the bourgeois blues Gonna spread the news all around Home of the brave, land of the free I don't wanna be mistreated by no bourgeoisie Lord, in a bourgeois town Uhm, the bourgeois town I got the bourgeois blues Gonna spread the news all around Well, them white folks in Washington they know how To call a colored man a nigger just to see him bow Lord, it's a bourgeois town Uhm, the bourgeois town I got the bourgeois blues Gonna spread the news all around I tell all the colored folks to listen to me Don't try to find you no home in Washington, DC 'Cause it's a bourgeois town Uhm, the bourgeois town I got the bourgeois blues Gonna spread the news all around |
||||||
| 23. |
| - |
|
|||
|
Good mornin' blues, blues how do ya do?
Good mornin' blues, blues how do ya do? Well I'm doin' alright this mornin', how are you? I woke up this mornin' Couldn't get outta my bed Oh I woke up this mornin' Couldn't get you outta my bed Went to eat my breakfast and The blues was all in my bread Good mornin' blues, blues how do you do? Good mornin' blues, blues how do you do? Well I'm doin' alright this mornin' how are you? Well the blues ain't nothin' but a poor workin' man feelin' down Lord, the blues ain't nothin' but a poor workin' man feelin' down That's about the meagerest feelin' I done ever had Why I'm singin' good mornin', blues blues how do you do? (yeah yeah) Good mornin' blues, blues how do you do? (yeah yeah) Well I'm doin' alright this mornin', how are you? Sent for you yesterday, here you come walkin' today (hey) I sent for you yesterday, here you come walkin' today Yeah, your mouth's wide open You don't know what to say (I say) Goodmornin' blues, blues how do you do? (yo yeah) Well goodmornin' blues, blues how do you do? (hoo yeah) Well I'm doin' alright, blues how are you? Yeeeeeaaaah! |
||||||
| 24. |
| - |
|
|||
| 25. |
| - |
|
|||
| 26. |
| - |
|
|||
| 27. |
| - |
|
|||
| 28. |
| - |
|
|||
|
Oh, Roberta tell me how long, how long
Oh, Roberta tell me how long, how long Are you gonna keep me down here, baby Singing this same ol' song I'm down on the river Sitting down on the ground I'm down on the river Sitting down on the ground I'm gonna stay right here Until that steamboat come down Way up the river Just as far as I can see Way up the river Just as far as I can see I thought I spied my old time used to be She's a brown-skinned woman And she got long, black wavy hair She's a brown-skinned woman And she got long, black wavy hair That woman looks so good, baby She can lead me most anywhere I'm going to the station, talk to that chief of police (what you gonna tell him?) I'm going to the station, talk to that chief of police Tell him that Roberta done quit me I can't see no peace Oh, Roberta, don't you hear me callin' you? Oh, Roberta, you hear me callin' you? I got just one more thing, baby I want you to do |
||||||
| 29. |
| - |
|
|||
| 30. |
| - |
|
|||
|
Yonder comes Miss Rosie. How in the world do you know?
Well, I know her by the apron and the dress she wore. Umbrella on her shoulder, piece of paper in her hand, Well, I'm callin' that Captain, "Turn a-loose my man." Let the Midnight Special shine her light on me. Oh let the Midnight Special shine her ever-lovin' light on me. When you gets up in the morning, when that big bell ring. You go marching to the table, you meet the same old thing. Knife and fork are on the table, ain't nothing in my pan. And if you say a thing about it, you have a trouble with the man. Let the Midnight Special shine her light on me. Oh let the Midnight Special shine her ever-lovin' light on me. If you ever go to Houston, boy, you better walk right, And you better not squabble and you better not fight. Benson Crocker will arrest you, Jimmy Boone will take you down. You can bet your bottom dollar that you're Sugarland bound. Let the Midnight Special shine her light on me. Oh let the Midnight Special shine her ever-lovin' light on me. Well, jumping Little Judy, she was a mighty fine girl. She brought jumping to this whole round world. Well, she brought it in the morning just a while before day. Well, she brought me the news that my wife was dead. That started me to grieving, whooping, hollering, and crying. And I began to worry about my very long time. Let the Midnight Special shine her light on me. Oh let the Midnight Special shine her ever-lovin' light on me. |
||||||
| 31. |
| - |
|
|||
|
She's a noted rider
Whoa, she ain't no good She got drunk this mornin' Woke up her neighbours She take me to her house She called me honey I thought she loved me But, she just wanted my money Shes a noted rider Whoa, she ain't no good I made a date with her About half past ten Knocked on her door She said you ain't comin' in She's a noted rider Whoa' she ain't a bit of good |
||||||
| 32. |
| - |
|
|||
| 33. |
| - |
|
|||
| 34. |
| - |
|
|||
| 35. |
| - |
|
|||
|
Alberta, Alberta,
Where you been so long? Alberta, Alberta, Where you been so long? Ain't had no loving Since you've been gone. Alberta, Alberta, Where'd you stay last night? Alberta, Alberta Where'd you stay last night? Come home this morning, Clothes don't fit you right Alberta, Alberta, Girl, you're on my mind. Alberta, Alberta, Girl, you're on my mind. Ain't had no loving Such a great long time. Alberta, Alberta, Where you been so long? Alberta, Alberta, Where you been so long? Ain't had no loving Since you've been gone. |
||||||
| 36. |
| - |
|
|||
| 37. |
| - |
|
|||
| 38. |
| - |
|
|||
| 39. |
| - |
|
|||
| 40. |
| - |
|
|||
|
[Chorus]
Oh that Rock Island Line is a mighty good road, Oh that Rock Island Line is that road to ride, Oh that Rock Island Line is a mighty good road, If you want to ride, you got to ride it like you find it, Get your ticket at the station on the Rock Island Line. Jesus died to save our sins--hooray to God, We're going to meet him again! [Chorus] I may be right and I may be wrong, You are going to miss me when I'm gone! [Chorus] A, B, C, W, X, Y and Z Cats in the cupboard, but they don't see me! [Chorus] |
||||||
|
