Blues Legends/ 60 Classic Cuts [compilation] (2005) by Various Artists (보컬) on maniadb.com

Well I'm goin' away to leave
Won't be back no more
Goin' back down south, child
Don't you want to go?
Woman I'm troubled, I be all worried in mind
Well baby I just can't be satisfied
And I just can't keep from cryin'

Well I feel like snappin'
Pistol in your face
I'm gonna let some graveyard
Lord be your resting place
Woman I'm troubled, I be all worried in mind
Well baby I can never be satisfied
And I just can't keep from cryin'

Well now all in my sleep
Hear my doorbell ring
Looking for my baby
I couldn't see not a doggone thing
Woman I was troubled, I was all worried in mind
Well honey I could never be satisfied
And I just couldn't keep from cryin'

Well I know my little old baby
She gonna jump and shout
That old train be late man, Lord
And I come walking out
I be troubled, I be all worried in mind
Well honey ain't no way in the world could we be satisfied
And I just can't keep from crying

Well, now it gettin,
Late on into the evenin and I feel like, like blowin my home.
When I woke up this mornin all I, I had was gone.
Now it gettin, Late on into the evenin, man now, I feel like, like blowin my home.
Well now, woke up this mornin, all I had was gone.
Well, brooks run into the ocean, the ocean run in, into the sea,
If I don't find my baby, somebody gonna sure bury me.
Brooks run into the ocean, man, that ole ocean run into the sea,
Well now, if I don't find my baby chile, somebody sure gonna bury me.
Well, minutes seemed like hours, an hour don't it seem like days?
Seems like my baby would stop her old evil way,
Minutes seemed like hours, an hour seemed like days,
Well now, seems like my baby child, whoo-hoo well, child,
Would stop her low down ways.

I got a kindhearted woman, do anything in this world for me
I got a kindhearted woman, do anything in this world for me
But these evil-hearted women, man, they will not let me be

I love my baby, my baby don't love me
I love my baby, ooooh, my baby don't love me
But I really love that woman, can't stand to leave her be

Ain't but the one thing, makes Mister Johnson drink
I's worried about2 how you treat me, baby, I begin to think
Oh babe, my life don't feel the same
You breaks my heart, when you call Mister So-and-So's name

She's a kindhearted woman, she studies evil all the time
She's a kindhearted woman, she studies evil all the time
You well's to kill me, as to have it on your mind

Woke up this morning, feel 'round for my shoes,
You know 'bout that babe, had them old walkin' blues.
Woke up this morning, I feel 'round for my shoes,
You know 'bout that babe, Lord, I had them old walkin' blues.


Leavin' this morning, I had to go ride the blinds.
I've been mistreated, don't mind dying.
This morning, I had to go ride the blinds,
I've been mistreated, Lord, I don't mind dying.


People tell me walkin' blues ain't bad;
Worst old feeling I most ever had.
People tell me the old walkin' blues ain't bad.
Well it's the worst old feeling, Lord, I most ever had.

sometimes i sang the blues when I know i should be praying
sometimes i sing the blues
when i know i should be praying
for i share the worlds troubles is why i feel this way
i wake up some mornings
feel like I wanna cry
i began to sing the blues
to ease my worried mind
born with emotions
song in my soul
other parts of my story
it may never be told
if i only knew when my trouble would end
if i only knew when my troubles would end
i kiss bad luck goodbye and start all over again

Well, I rolled and I tumbled, cried the whole night long
Well, I rolled and I tumbled, cried the whole night long
Well, I woke up this mornin', didn't know right from wrong

Well, I told my baby, before I left that town
Well, I told my baby, before I left that town
Well, don't you let nobody, tear my barrelhouse down

Well, ahh, mmm-hmmm, owww, oww ooo, aww, oww, oh
Aaa, mmm-hmmm, oww, oh oh oh owww, oww ooo, aww, oww, oh

Well, if the river was whiskey, and I was a divin' duck
Well, if the river was whiskey, and I was a divin' duck
Well, I would dive to the bottom, never would I come up

Well, I could a had a religion, this bad old thing instead
Well, I could a had a religion, this bad old thing instead
Well, all whiskey and women, would not let me pray

Blues is a woman.
That woman I call my own.
Blues is a woman.
That woman I call my own.
I'm happy when she's near me,
Sad when she leaves me all alone

Blues is feelin,
That pains your very heart.
Blues iis a feelin,
That pains your very heart.
Don't feel it when she's with you,
But how it aches when where apart.

Blues is song,
I sing both night and day.
Blues is song,
I sing both night and day.
When you got a woman
It makes you sing the blues that way.

You know I'm a howlin' wolf, and I been howlin' all around your door
Well you know I'm a howlin' wolf, and I been howlin' all around your door
If you give me what I want little girl, and you won't hear me howl no more

You know when I get-ta howlin', I dig me a hole down in the ground
Well when I get-ta howlin', I dig me a hole down in the ground
Some people call me a black panther, but my baby, she knows the way I sound

I'll howl so long, ya know it make my time go slow
I'll howl so long, if you give me what I want little girl
And you won't hear me howl no more

Well when I get-ta howlin', they call me "Too Bad Jim"
Yeah when I get-ta howlin', ya know they call me "Too Bad Jim"
You know I get so bad sometime
I get real bad..., and I be jumpin' from limb to limb!

Sail on, sail on my little honey bee, sail on
Sail on, sail on my little honey bee, sail on
You gonna keep on sailing till you lose your happy home

Sail on, sail on my little honey bee, sail on
Sail on, sail on my little honey bee, sail on
I don't mind you sailing, but please don't sail so long

All right little honey bee...

I hear a lotta buzzing, sound like my little honey bee
I hear a lotta buzzing, sound like my little honey bee
She been all around the world making honey
But now she is coming back home to me

Now I love to sing that good old Taylor blues
I love to sing that good old Taylor blues
When we want a little drink
I swear we just can't lose

Now you see, Mr. Melrose, standin' in the floor
Oh, I see that man that's standin' in the floor
He gonna give us a little drink
Now, just before he goes

Now we want old Taylor, Lord
We want, old Taylor now
We want, old Taylor now
We want, old Taylor now
We want, old Taylor
Bring it on, bring it on, bring it on

Now, you'll say what's fine an' mellow
You'll say what's fine an' mellow
Oh, you'll say what's fine an' mellow
You'll say, what's fine an' mellow
Now, you'll say what's fine an' mellow
Bring it on, bring it on, bring it on

You'll say, was twenty years old
You'll say, was twenty years old
Now you'll say, was twenty years old
You'll say, was twenty years old
Now, you'll say was twenty years old
Bring it on, bring it on, bring it on

Now, is he poppin'? Yeah, man
Now, is he poppin'? Yeah, man
I believe he's poppin', yeah, man
I believe he's poppin', yeah, man
I believe he's poppin', yeah, man
Pop on, pop on, pop on

Everytime I'm walkin', down the streets,
some pretty mama start breakin' down with me
Stop breakin' down,

yes stop breakin' down

The stuff I got'll bust your brains out, baby, hoo hoo, it'll make you lose your mind.

I can't walk the streets now con, consolate my mind,
some no-good woman she starts breakin' down
Stop breakin' down,

please stop breakin' down

The stuff I got it gon' bust your brains out, baby, hoo hoo, it'll make you lose your mind

Now, you..
Saturday night women's, you love to ape and clown,
you won't do nothin' but tear a good man reputation down Stop breakin' down,

please stop breakin' down
The stuff I got'll bust your brains out, baby, hoo hoo, it'll make you lose your mind

Now, I give my baby, now, the ninety-nine degree,
she jumped up and throwed a pistol down on me Stop breakin' down,

please stop breakin' down

Stuff I got'll bust your brains out, baby, hoo hoo,
it'll make you lose your mind

I can't start walkin' down the streets, but some pretty mama don't start breakin' down with me
Stop breakin' down,

yeah stop breakin' down

The stuff I got'll bust your brains out, baby, hoo hoo, it'll make you lose your mind

I'm gonna tell you, baby
Something I want you to do
Don't stay out all night, baby
And I want your little heart to be true

Gal, because night time is the right time
To be with the one you love
Oh, with the one you love

Now don't forget, baby
I love you with all my might
If you get home before midnight, baby
I declare everything will be all right

Gal, because night time is the right time
To be in the bed with the one you love
With the one you love

I ain't gonna beat you, baby
I declare I ain't gonna dog you around
Gal, I'm just gonna warn you, baby
Before the news gets all over town

Gal, that night time is the right time
To be in the bed with the one you love
With the one you love

Play it, mister man
Night time is the right time

Listen to me, baby
I mean with your whole heart and mind
I just want to hold you, baby
In my arms and hold you for a long, long time

Gal, because night time is the right time
Baby, to be with the one you love
Oh, with the one you love

My bluebird, bluebird, please take this letter down south for me
Now, bluebird, bluebird, please take this letter down south for me
Now you can tell my baby, I'm up here in St. Louis, oh, but I'm just as blue as I can be
Now, bluebird, when you get to Jackson, I want you to fly down on Shannon Street
Now, bluebird when you get to Jackson, I want you to fly down on Shannon Street
Well, but I don't want you to stop flyin', until you find Miss Lacey Belle, for me
Now bluebird, when you find Miss Lacey Belle, I want you to please give her my best regard
Now bluebird, when you find Miss Lacey Belle, oh, give her my best regard
Well, that you can tell her I'm up here in St. Louis but these times is awful doggone hard
Now bluebird, she may not be at home but please, knock on her door
Now bluebird, she may not be at home but please knock on her door
Well , but she might be right across the street, visitin' her next door neighbor, you know

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.

I got ramblin', I got ramblin' on my mind
I got ramblin', I got ramblin' all on my mind
Hate to leave my baby, but you treats me so unkind

I got mean things, I got mean things all on my mind
Little girl, little girl, I got mean things all on my mind
Hate to leave you here, babe, but you treats me so unkind

Runnin' down to the station, catch the first mail train I see
(spoken: I think I hear her comin' now)
Runnin' down to the station, catch the old first mail train I see
I got the blues about Miss So-and-So and the child got the blues about me

And I'm leavin' this mornin', with my arm' fold' up and cryin'
And I'm leavin' this mornin', with my arm' fold' up and cryin'
Hate to leave my baby, but she treats me so unkind

I got mean things, I've got mean things on my mind
I got mean things, I got mean things all on my mind
I got to leave my baby, well, she treats me so unkind