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It was late, one Saturday evenin'
After the sun went down Yes, it was late one Saturday evenin' Lord, after the sun went down Yeah, I went lookin' for my baby Lord, but she was not around The wind started howlin' And the rain begin to fall Yeah, the wind started howlin' Lord, and the rain begin to fall Yes, if my baby had-a known how much I loved her She wouldn't never left me at all Her picture is still on my dresser And her gown is on my bed Yes, her picture's on my dresser Lord, and her gown is on my bed Lord, I'm just sittin' here wonderin' is my baby livin' Lord, or is my little baby dead She left home one Saturday evenin' After the sun went down Yes, she left home one Saturday evenin' Lord, after the sun went down Lord, I know it's somethin' wrong 'Cause my baby can't be found Now every Saturday evenin' After the sun go down Every Saturday evenin' I get these blues as blue can be Lord, we three was so happy My wife and my guitar and me |
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This is a song was sung back in 18 and 92
There was a terrible flood that year People lost everything they had Their crops, their live stock That means their horses, their mules, cows Goats and everything they had on their farm And they would start cryin' and singin' this song They tell me, Joe Turner been here and gone Lord, they tell me, Joe Turner been here and gone They tell me, Joe turner been here and gone Then they would go out hunting rabbits, 'coons and 'possoms Anything they could catch Sometimes they would catch something, then again they didn't And when they would come home, they would find Flour meat and molasses In their homes and they would know that Joe Turner had been there and left food for them And they would start cryin' and singin' this song They tell me, Joe Turner been here and gone Lord, they tell me, that Joe turner been here and gone They tell me, Joe Turner been here and gone Then they would start out lookin' for wood And stuff to make a fire And they would look in their yards, and they would find axes, wood That Joe Turner had brought there for them Then they would get happy And start singin' and cryin' this song They would get happy and do a little boogie-woogie too |
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This is a song was sung back in 18 and 92
There was a terrible flood that year People lost everything they had Their crops, their live stock That means their horses, their mules, cows Goats and everything they had on their farm And they would start cryin' and singin' this song They tell me, Joe Turner been here and gone Lord, they tell me, Joe Turner been here and gone They tell me, Joe turner been here and gone Then they would go out hunting rabbits, 'coons and 'possoms Anything they could catch Sometimes they would catch something, then again they didn't And when they would come home, they would find Flour meat and molasses In their homes and they would know that Joe Turner had been there and left food for them And they would start cryin' and singin' this song They tell me, Joe Turner been here and gone Lord, they tell me, that Joe turner been here and gone They tell me, Joe Turner been here and gone Then they would start out lookin' for wood And stuff to make a fire And they would look in their yards, and they would find axes, wood That Joe Turner had brought there for them Then they would get happy And start singin' and cryin' this song They would get happy and do a little boogie-woogie too |
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Alberta, Alberta, oh, Alberta
Alberta, Alberta, oh, Alberta I've been gambling all night And I've lost all of my money So ride, Alberta, ride Ride, Alberta, ride Ride, ride to me I don't care what time of night As long as you just treat me right Baby, and ride, ride to me Ride, Alberta, ride Ride, ride to me You don't need no saddle, baby You don't need no gun Baby, just ride, ride to me Ride, Alberta, ride Ride, ride to me I don't care what time of night Long as you just treat me right Baby, and ride, Alberta, ride Oh, ride, Alberta, ride Ride, ride to me Oh, saddle up your pony Put everything you got on him Baby, just ride, ride to me Oh, ride, Alberta, ride Ride, ride to me I don't care what time of night Long as you just treat me right Baby, just ride, ride to me |
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