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| 3:02 | 
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| 2. |
| 4:21 | 
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Hey, I solemnly swear, Lord, I raise my right hand That I'm goin' get me a woman, you get you another man I solemnly swear, Lord, I raise my right hand That I'm goin' get me a woman, you get you another man I got a letter this morning, how do you reckon it read? "Oh, hurry, hurry, gal, you love is dead" I got a letter this morning, how do you reckon it read? "Oh, hurry, hurry, gal, you love is dead" I grabbed my suitcase, I took off, up the road I got there, she was laying on the cooling board I grabbed my suitcase, I took on up the road I got there, she was laying on the cooling board Well, I walked up close, I looked down in her face Good old gal, you got to lay here till Judgment Day I walked up close, and I looked down in her face Yes, been a good old gal, got to lay here till Judgment Day Oh, my woman so black, she stays apart of this town Can't nothin' "go" when the poor girl is around My black mama stays apart of this town Oh, can't nothing "go" when the poor girl is around Oh, some people tell me the worried blues ain't bad (note 1) It's the worst old feelin' that I ever had Some people tell me the worried blues ain't bad Buddy, the worst old feelin', Lord, I ever had Hmmm, I fold my arms, and I walked away "That's all right, mama, your trouble will come someday" I fold my arms, Lord, I walked away Say, "That's all right, mama, your trouble will come someday" |
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| 3. |
| 2:51 |
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| 4. |
| 3:05 |
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| 5. |
| 2:09 |
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Wonderin' and worryin', will my baby change her mind
Wonderin' and worryin', will my baby change her mind I can't make you love me baby, don't know why I keep on tryin' I love you baby, darlin' you just don't understand I love you baby, darlin' you just don't understand I'm in hope someday darlin', I can be your lovin' man One thing baby, I want you to understand One thing baby, I want you to understand When you've mistreated me baby, you've misused your best friend |
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| 6. |
| 3:29 |
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| 7. |
| 3:03 |
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| 8. |
| 2:59 |
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I'd rather be the devil, to be that woman man1
I'd rather be the devil, to be that woman man Aw, nothin' but the devil, changed my baby's mind Was nothin' but the devil, changed my baby's mind I laid down last night, laid down last night I laid down last night, tried to take my rest My mind got to ramblin', like a wild geese From the west, from the west The woman I love, woman that I loved Woman I loved, took her from my best friend But he got lucky, stoled her back again And he got lucky, stoled her back again "... The devil was stronger than I was, an' he did have, and is got now, a certain amount of power... And he lives in hell, and that's where he haves his part. And God give him a certain amount of time to be on the earth, in the bowels, persuadin' people... He still have agencies out. Everywhere you've been. And then he's a man don't never sleep. he never get offa his job or duty, That is, you can lay down happy at night, you and your companion... and in harmony. Everything goin' well. Satan'll creep in the house overnight... next mornin' you cannot get a good word out of her. Why?. Because satan has got the bill of sale over her. He done crept in overnight |
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| 3:13 |
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| 10. |
| 3:04 |
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| 11. |
| 3:50 |
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| 12. |
| 2:32 |
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Tell me who's that writin', John the Revelator
Tell me who's that writin', John the Revelator Who's that writin', John the Revelator wrote the book of the seven seals Now God walked down in the cool of the day, and called Adam by his name But he refused to answer, 'cause he was naked and ashamed So, tell me who's that writin', John the Revelator Tell me who's that writin', John the Revelator Who's that writin', John the Revelator wrote the book of the seven seals Now Christ had 12 apostles, and three he laid away He said "Watch for me one hour, while I go yonder and pray" And tell me who's that writin', John the Revelator Tell me who's that writin', John the Revelator Who's that writin', John the Revelator wrote the book of the seven seals Mary Margaret they were there, and they heard every word he said Said "Go tell my disciples, I said meet me in Galilee" And tell me who's that writin', John the Revelator Tell me who's that writin', John the Revelator Who's that writin', John the Revelator wrote the book of the seven seals Who's that writin', John the Revelator Tell me who's that writin', John the Revelator Who's that writin', John the Revelator wrote the book of the seven seals |
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| 3:06 |
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| 14. |
| 2:47 |
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| 15. |
| 2:58 |
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| 16. |
| 2:44 |
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| 17. |
| 3:11 |
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| 18. |
| 3:04 |
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| 19. |
| 2:36 |
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I got to keep moving, I got to keep moving
Blues falling down like hail, blues falling down like hail Mmm, blues falling down like hail, blues falling down like hail And the day keeps on remindin' me, there's a hellhound on my trail Hellhound on my trail, hellhound on my trail If today was Christmas eve, if today was Christmas eve And tomorrow was Christmas day If today was Christmas eve and tomorrow was Christmas day All I would need is my little sweet rider Just to pass the time away, to pass the time away You sprinkled hot foot powder, mmm, around my door All around my door You sprinkled hot foot powder, all around your daddy's door It keeps me with ramblin' mind rider Every old place I go, every old place I go I can tell the wind is risin', the leaves tremblin' on the tree Tremblin' on the tree I can tell the wind is risin', leaves tremblin' on the tree All I need is my little sweet woman And to keep my company, hey, hey, hey, hey, my company |
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| 3:06 |
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