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They call it stormy Moday, but Tuesday's just as bad
They call it stormy Moday, but Tuesday's just as bad Wednesday's worse, and Thursday's also sad Yes the eagle flies on Friday, and Saturday I go out to play Eagle flies on Friday, and Saturday I go out to play Sunday I go to church, then I kneel down and pray Lord have mercy, Lord have mercy on me Lord have mercy, my heart's in misery Crazy about my baby, yes, send her back to me |
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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, whoo-hooo Whooo Whoa-oh, who been here baby since, I-I been gone, a little, bitty boy? Girl, be on A-whoo-hooo, whoo-hooo Whooo |
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(Sax intro by Jon Smith)
I got my wife a charge card Just the other day I owe five hundred dollars Just for yesterday I said, "Honey, here's a present Go out and shop around, buy you a couple a-dresses, browse around downtown" She did just what I told her Bought one, two, three Came home lookin' silly Makin' goo-goo eyes at me Mastercharge, I'll break an' bury her card Mastercharge, I'll break an' bury her card Mastercharge, I'll break an' bury her card Oh yeah, charge it! Said, "Did you get your dress?" "Yes, one or two" I needed me some shoes, I needed some jewelry, too" Two hundred dollar dresses I could-a made, I can't sew It made me so mad I could call her a so and so Mastercharge, I'll break an' bury her card Mastercharge, break an' bury her card Mastercharge, break an' bury her card Oh yeah, charge it for me, charge it, baby! Hey! Ow! For one-a that gal's dresses, yeah I paid one and a half I'm so mad, I just had to laugh I could see in my mind On a horse like Paul Revere Hate to check my mail boxes 'Cause these bills keep comin' here Mastercharge, break an' bury her card Mastercharge, break an' bury her card Mastercharge, break an' bury her card Oh, let's charge it! "Oh, don't get too much on the bill, dear" ("Oh, I put five hundred dollars already, baby") "Yeah, but I know, but I'm-a, you know that, that, that, 18% is killin' me!" "Yeah, I understand darlin', but I know you wanna charge it an' everything but, yeah, darlin' " ("They have 'American Express") "But, wait a minute, man, I, I told ya to take that Master Card with ya And take one wit' ya and leave one at home "But you look good in them blue jeans, though" ("Yeah, I understand about dresses") Yeah, they got 'em on sale up there, upside the wall, there" "Fifteen dollars, man, on sale darlin', here, let me look for ya" "I'm gonna bet you, be struttin' down the street in them blue jeans, haha" "Yeah, but you can even wear them dresses on the weekend" "Yeah, I hear ya baby, well charge it then baby, that's alright, yeah" ("I have a Visa"!) "What"? (heh, heh) "Give me the scissors, I'm gonna cut 'em up" Well, you ought to be ashamed of yourself, you!" "Yeah I know, darlin', I am" ("Charge it") "Here, go on charge, darlin' " "I'm guilty callin' em, I know you're gonna charge it anyway" "Ooh, I know you gonna look good in them blue jeans You look like you been poured in 'em"! (Fading) Oh, charge it baby! Yeah, I see you later on, an' hour I'm gone to work here, n' when I come back I wanna see you with them jeans on, baby Yeah, love her, yeah, you look good baby Yeah, I know, I know... (fades out to end) |
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I'm Not DrunK (I'm Just Drinkin')
-- Albert Collins Every day, baby When the sun go down I get with my friends And 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 every now and then (But you're so high) Aw man you oughta be ... (Stay drunk all the time) Aw c'mon, don't y'all be like that Come home last night All a lush Baby get in a fuss I say, "Honey, hush" I don't care What the people are thinkin' I ain't drunk I'm just drinkin' (But you're so high) Aw, I ain't drunk, I done told y'all I ain't drunk (But you're so high) I'm just havin' fun (But you're so high) What? .... (Stay drunk all the time) I don't know why y'all talkin 'bout me like that You done the right thing I wanna thank you too Now let's have a little drink Just me and you I don't care What the people are thinkin' I ain't drunk 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 y'all are talkin' 'bout me like that (But you're so high) You better mind your own business, brother (Stay drunk all the time) You gotta watch yourself, too, you understand what I'm sayin'? I wanna tip you baby Before I go I'll be back tomorrow night And drink some more 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're the one who's drunk; look at your eyes, man (But you're so high) Don't you pee on my leg, man...well, I ain't had but (But you're so high) four...five...six... (Stay drunk all the time) eight...nine...ten... |
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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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You got to help me
I can't do it all by myself You got to help me, baby I can't do it all by myself You know if you don't help me darling I'll have to find myself somebody else I may have to wash I may have to sew I may have to cook I might mop the floor But you help me babe You know if you don't help me darling I'll find myself somebody else When I walk, walk with me When I talk, you talk to me Oh baby, I can't do it all by myself You know if you don't help me darling I'll have to find myself somebody else Help me, help me darlin' Bring my nightshirt Put on your morning gown Bring my nightshirt Put on your morning gown Darlin I know we stripped bare But I don't feel like lying down |
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Everyday, everyday I have the blues Everyday, everyday I have the blues When you see me worried baby Because it's you I hate to lose Oh nobody loves me, nobody seems to care Yes nobody loves me, nobody seems to care Speaking of bad luck and trouble Well you know I had my share I'm gonna pack my suitcase, move on down the line Yes I'm gonna pack my suitcase, move on down the line Where there ain?t nobody worried And there ain?t nobody crying |
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You ain't nothing but a hound dog
Been snoopin' 'round the door You ain't nothing but a hound dog Been snoopin' 'round my door You can wag your tail But I ain't gonna feed you no more You told me you was high class But I could see through that Yes, you told me you was high class But I could see through that And daddy I know You ain't no real cool cat You ain't nothing but a hound dog Been snoopin' 'round the door You're just an old hound dog Been snoopin' 'round my door You can wag your tail But I ain't gonna feed you no more You made me feel so blue You made me weep and moan You made me feel so blue Well you made me weep and moan 'Cause you ain't looking for a woman All you're lookin' for is a home You ain't nothing but a hound dog Been snoopin' 'round the door You ain't nothing but a hound dog Been snoopin' 'round my door You can wag your tail But I ain't gonna feed you no more |
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