Albert King

If you're down and out and you feel real hurt
Come on over to the place where I live
And all your loneliness I'll try to soothe
I'll play the blues for you

Don't be afraid come on in
You might run across some of your old friends

All your loneliness I gotta soothe
I'll play the blues for you

I got no big name and I ain't no big star
I play the blues for you on my guitar
All your loneliness I'll try to soothe
I 'll play the blues for you

Laying around home alone
On a rainy night like this
Starving for your love
Hungry for just one kiss
Every raindrop I hear
On my window pane yeah
Beats so loud and clear
Why does it tell your name?
I got nowhere to turn to
Tired of being alone
I feel like breaking up somebody's home
I know it's useless
Hanging on to you
When you belong to someone else
Can't control the feelin'
Cause after all I didn't make it myself

Last night I cried so hard
I believe I caught a chill
Can't control the vibration
My heart just won't stand still
Got nowhere to turn to
I'm tired of being alone
I feel like breaking up somebody's home

I know you hear me talkin'
I know it's useless
Hanging on to you
When you belong to someone else
Can't control the vibration
Cause after all I didn't make it myself
Got nowhere to turn to
I'm tired of being alone
I feel like breaking up somebody's home

Well, I'll Be Doggone if I would work all day
And I'll Be Doggone if I would bring you my pay
But if I ever caught you running around,
Blowing my money all over this town
Then I wouldn't be doggone
Hey, Hey! I'd be long gone.
Then I wouldn't be doggone (Baby!)
I'd be long gone. mm mm
Now, hey, hey, hey!

I'll be Doggone if you ain't a pretty thing
And I'll be Doggone if you ain't warm as a breath of spring
And if we live to be a hundred year old,
If you ever let that spring turn cold
Then I wouldn't be doggone
Hey, Hey, Hey! I'd be long gone.
Oh, I wouldn't be doggone (Baby)
I'd be long gone. mm mm
Now, did you hear me?
Well, now, what I say oh, believe me.

Well, ev'ry woman should try to be whatever her man wants her to be.
And I don't want much, all I want from you is for you to be true to me.

I'll be Doggone if love ain't a man's best friend
Oh, baby, And I'll Be Doggone if you ain't the loving end
Though I know you make me feel like nobody could,
If I ever found out that you're no good
Then I wouldn't be doggone
Well, I wouldn't be doggone (Baby!)
I'd be long gone.
I wouldn't be doggone
(gonna catch me a train)
Naw, baby, I wouldn't be doggone
I wouldn't be doggone
(gonna catch me a plane)

This number's bein' especially played
And dedicated to all of the women
From all of the men

You see you women have a good thing goin'
But we hip to ya now

You take two or three pieces
And go down to the laundromat
An' take ya eight hours to wash 'em
No good!

We gonna buy ya washers and dryers
And we're gonna put ya at home in the basement
And we gonna kick the door down that goes to the basement
While we can hear the washer when it stop

And baby, baby, baby, when that washer stop
You better be though
Or you better have a darn good explanation!

Don't you go get whupped all on the toenails
We're gonna raise your eye lashes and whup ya some
And if ya run fast enough
We're gonna whup ya on the bottom of the feet


Ain't that right men?
Speak up for yourself! (yeah, yeah)

There will be no more goin' to the laundromat
Puttin' your clothes in there
And gettin' your girlfriend keep her eye on it
While you step out the back door

You better take my advise
You might need it on your vacation this summer
I'd hate to see ya come up with a leg screwed off
Or a eye punched out
Yeah!

Whoa! yeah, yeah!

I know you don't know it babe (yeah, yeah, yeah)
But things look bad for you
Hey, I know you don't know it babe
But I'm gonna keep a close eye on you

Well, ev'ry time you go to the laundromat, baby
I want you to know, I want you to know
That I'll be there too!

Your mind's set on leavin'
To a house down a one way street
Say you're gonna lock up all the doors
And throw away the key

Oh, but don't burn down the bridge, darlin'
You just might wanna come back
'Cause the grass ain't no greener
On the other side of the track

Oh, you counted me out, before I could get to bat
All the things are out-ta the Chevrolet
Tomorrow night be drivin' a Cadillac

But don't burn down the bridge, darlin'
You just might wanna come back
'Cause the grass ain't no greener
On the other side of the track

Hey!

All your so called friends
Taught you how to cheat an' lie
Now it seem like you gonna jump
From the fryin' pan to the fire

Oh, but don't burn down your bridge, darlin'
You just might wanna come back
'Cause the grass ain't no greener
On the other side of the track

I went to work this mo'nin'
My foreman looked me in the eye
He said, "Fella I don't know what's wrong with ya,
But you look sick enough to die"

He sent me to the company doctor
And he examined from head to toe
"Whatever's wrong with ya, young man,
My x-rays just won't show"

I say, angel of mercy
Won't you please look down on me?
Angel of mercy
A little mercy is all I need

The finance company
They just don't receive my check
They say they want a payment by Friday
Or they want all-a the furniture back

I went to the credit union
To try to get myself a loan
They said, "I would let ya have it young man,
But we hear that you won't be workin' here much longer

Angel of mercy
Won't you please look down on me?
Oh, angel of mercy
A little mercy is all I need

Lord have mercy! Oh angel! Oh!

Oh!

Cut my lights off this mo'nin'
They set my furniture out doors
I was listenin' to the weatherman 'while ago
An' he's says it's gonna rain an'snow

My daughter's got pneumonia
An' my son is down with the flu
My whole family's sufferin' from malnutrition
And I can't even 'fford them soup

I say, angel of mercy
Won't you please look down on me?
Oh, angel of mercy
A little mercy is all I need

Ev'rybody understands the blues
Are you listening?
YEAH! [audience replies]

I say ev'rybody understands the blues
Ev'rybody from one day to another has the blues

You take the little baby that's layin' in the cradle
He can't get that milk bottle fast enough
He go to kickin' an'cryin'
An' goin' on, tearin' up the little baby bed
He got the blues
Can ya dig it?
YEAH! [audience replies]
Ha, ha, ha

You take this girl that's got this main squeeze
That's her boyfriend, that is, you know

An' he just bought a brand new GTO
You know she wanna be wit' him ev'rytime he cranks it up
An' go around the corner to the soda fountain
This is where she wanna go an'show it off
Where all the girls and guys be
You know what I mean?

An' she get ready to go out this particular night
An' her mother say, "Daughter you was just out last night
You can't go out tonight, that's too many nights in a row"

She go in the room an'fasten the door
An' won't answer the phone, won't eat
Won't talk to nobody
She got the blues
That's what's wrong wit' her

Some people call them the reds, the pinks
When ya get through
It's the old-fashioned country blues
That's right

I haven't seen my main squeeze
In ten long weeks, today


You know I got the blues
Can you dig it? ha, ha, ha
YEAH! [Audience replies]

Woo! Alright!

Ah but wait, I don't think you're with me
Let's ev'rybody get a thing goin' right here
Yes, yes, yes

Can you feel it?
YEAH!
I can't hear you, can you feel it?
YEAH!
Yes, yes
Sounds awful good, keep it, keep it, right there chilin'
Keep it right there, ha ha ha ha

The blues!
An' when you're doin' the blues
They so strong, that's the reason there named
They call 'em blues power, yeah

An' would you believe I invented blues power?
YEAH!
Ha, ha
Can you dig the blues power?
YEAH!
Let ev'rybody say "yeah"
YEAH!
Say it again, say "yeah"
YEAH!

Alright! Alright! Hey! Hey! Hey! Oh! Alright
Ha, ha, ha! Well! Woo! Ha, ha, ha! Oh man! Hey!
Ooh-oh!
Woo!

Thank you!
Thank you very much!
Thank you very kindly!
Woo!

We're gonna take ya way back, ha ha
I said we're gonna take ya way back [Yeah!]
Ha, ha
(Let's start!)
When the sunrise in the east, lover
It set deeply in the west
(Spoken:
Oh, turn my organ down a-lil' bit so I can croon a lil' bit on ya)

Oh, the sunrise in the east
It set deeply in the west
I've been lookin' for my lover
An' I haven't found her yet
I'm gonna call up China
An' see if my woman's over there
Well, I'm gonna call up China
An' see if my woman's over there
You know, I've searched the whole world over, Lord
I can't find my lover, nowhere (hey-ya)
She won't write me no letter
She won't even call me on the telephone
No, she won't write me no letter

She won't even call me on the telephone
You know I haven't had no real good lovin'
Since that gal-a mine been gone

(Spoken:
I can't see my, engineer
Hey, somebody! (hey, hey)
Where's Mister ... <name of engineer, inaudible>
Well, Ooh!)

Someday baby, hahahaha
You're gonna want me, like I want you
Oh, someday baby, you're gonna want me, like I want you
But when you call me long distance, darlin'
I'll say I have nothing for you to do
Someday baby, you're gonna want me, like I want you
Hey, someday baby, you're gonna want me, like I want you
Oh, but when ya call me on the phone, angel
I'll say I have nothin' for you to do
Woo, thank you!

Yeah,
I wanna get down

I wanna get funky
I wanna get down, yeah

I wanna get funky, yeah
You know, I wanna get down

Now listen to this:

When I leave work
My trouble is gone
I rush to my baby
Who's waiting at home

I wanna get funky, yeah yeah
I wanna get down
You know, I wanna get funky
I wanna get down

When I plays my music
From town to town
I can hear the people talkin'
Sayin' they wanna get down


I wanna get funky, yeah
You know, I wanna get down

I'm gonna get on down now

I wanna get funky
I wanna get down yeah

I want to get funky, yeah
Well, you know, I wanna get down

When I leave work
My trouble is gone
I run to my baby
Who's waiting at home

I wanna get funky
I said, you know, I wanna get down

Listen:

I wanna get funky, yeah baby, oh baby
I wanna get down
Oh

The other day a woman stopped me
She said daddy let me talk to you
She said now listen I aint beggin
I'm just lonesome and I'm blue
Once I had a good man
But I didnt know how to act
By the time I learnt my lesson
My good man wouldnt take me back
She cried that was too much for me
Thats why I walked the back street and cried
But it hurt me so bad, yeah
Yeah that the man I misused said goodbye

I said rap on baby

I sent a friend to talk for me
And she say I did the best I could
I lied like a dog for you
I just couldnt do you no good
Thats why I hit the backstreet there
Just as drunk as I could be
The man I had misused
He passed and didn't look back at me
I said its too much for me
Thats why I walk the backstreet and cry
Well, it hurt me so bad, it hurt me so bad
To hear the man I misused say goodbye

Ahhh...

I had the galls to call him
He said you lowdown as you could be
And last time we had an argument
You know called the police on me
They raid me out of my house woman
While you stood there on and grinned
Now the police can't help you little girl
Cause they cant bring me in
She said that was too much for me
Thats why I walk on the backstreet and cry
Ohh it hurt me so bad, it hurt me so bad
To hear the man I misused say goodbye

That's what she said
Yeah, come on

Around the globe...

Whooo...

Left my home in Texas
I moved to Arkansas
Now if you think I'm goin' back again
Oh my God, no, no

'Cause I'm a travellin' man, I say I'm a travellin' man
I don't wanna lose this groove, I got to move
I'm a travellin' man

I've been in every town
I've been to every state
Tryin' to find a woman I love
I'm searchin' for my mate

I'm a travellin' man, hey, hey, I'm a travellin' man
I don't wanna lose this groove, I tell you, I got to move
'Cause I'm a travellin' man and I've got to go

I'm alright
Oh, come on

I'm tired of runnin'
From door to door
The girl that I love
She don't live here no more

I'm a travellin' man, hey, hey, I'm a travellin' man
If I don't wanna lose this groove, I got to move
'Cause I'm a travellin' man

Come on man, let's go
I'm alright

Spoken:
Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha
We're gonna try it one mo' time
The new, Cross Cut Saw
Comin' at you, hot an' heavy
Watch this!
Got a hell-uva groove to it, too!

Hey brother, aah!

I'm a cross cut saw
Just drag me across your log
I'm a cross cut saw
Just drag me across your log
I'll cut your wood so easy for you
You can't help but say 'Hot dog!'

Some call me 'Wood-Choppin Sam'
Some call me 'Wood-Cuttin Bill'
Last girl I cut the wood for
Want me back again

I'm a cross-cut saw
Just drag me across your log
I'll cut your wood so easy for you
You can't help me say, 'Hot dog')

Now dig this!

Yeah

Got a double-bladed ax
That's really cuttin' good
I'm a crosscut saw
Bury me in the wood

I'm a crosscut saw
Just drag me across the log
I'll cut your wood so easy for you

You can't help but say, 'Hot Dog'

Dig this!

Yeah!
Well, alright

Spoken:
Hey, Mike!
Oh, Mike
Let's do it like we did in 1965
In that one little room, on the other side of the buildin'
We did Crosscut Saw
It went somethin' like this
And it had a hell-uva groove to it
(In that little room with no air conditioner over there)
Funk-aay, but gettin' on down
Heavy stuff!
Ha-ha-ha

Watch this!

(Bass player)
Oooo-wee!
Ooo-UH!
I could feel that m'self

Wait a minute!
Let's take it from the top, one more time
Do ya'all wanna go to the top one more time?

I can't hear ya
Do you want it from the top, one more time?

We're goin' all the way to the top
And come down with a hell-uva groove
Ah, I might get out there and do the Boogie Woogie, myself
It's gon' be sho' nuff funky!

Bandmember says:
('Watch this, man!')

ooh-uh

Oh you come home one eve'nin'
To nothin' but the four walls
And then ya find your phone been disconnected
You can't even make no call
Ya hung out for your baby, oh, an'she's not there
You look in the closet, buddy, an'you find it's all bare

Oh, that's what the blues is people
That's what the blues is all about
Well that's a hard pill to have to swallow, um!
When you find what the blues is all about

Now listen to this:

I went out to my backyard
Ya know I whistled for my dog (3 whistle sounds)
He ran up under the house, people
Like he didn't even know me at all
Now I hadn't fed him in two or three days
An' he was lookin' kinda thin
Oh, when your dog turn his back on ya, buddy
You know ya haven't even got a friend

That's the blues, people


That's what the blues is all about
Oh it's a hard pill to swallow, um!
When ya find out what the blues is all about

Oh, look out!
Uh!
Oh no!
I think I got 'em!

I went out to my mail box
I got a bunch-a bills that I can't pay
I guess my wife been out shoppin' again
While I been at work all day

I see the man comin' with his tools
Now is he gonna cut off my water?
You know they got my gas yesterday
An' they comin' right back for the lines tomorrow

Ah, that's what the blues is people
That's what the blues is all about
Well that's a hard pill to swallow, buddy
Oh, when you find out what the blues is all about

Born under a bad sign
I been down since I begin to crawl
If it wasn't for bad luck, I wouldn't have no luck at all

Hard luck and trouble is my only friend
I been on my own ever since I was ten
Born under a bad sign
I been down since I begin to crawl
If it wasn't for bad luck, I wouldn't have no luck at all

I can't read, haven't learned how to write
My whole life has been one big fight
Born under a bad sign
I been down since I begin to crawl

If it wasn't for bad luck, I wouldn't have no luck at all

I ain't lyin'
If it wasn't for bad luck I wouldn't have no kind-a luck
If it wasn't for real bad luck, I wouldn't have no luck at all

Wine and women is all I crave
A big legged woman is gonna carry me to my grave
Born under a bad sign
I been down since I begin to crawl
If it wasn't for bad luck, I wouldn't have no luck at all

Yeah, my bad luck boy
Been havin' bad luck all of my days, yes

The sky is cryin', look at the tears roll down the street
The sky is cryin', look at the tears roll down the street
I been lookin' for my baby, yeah, an' I wonder where can she be

I saw my baby early one mornin', an' she was walkin' on down the street
I saw my baby early one mornin', an' she was walkin' on down the street
You know it hurt me so bad, yeah, it made my poor heart skip a beat

I got a bad feelin', my baby don't love me no more
I got a real bad, bad feelin', my baby don't love me no more
You know the sky is cryin', yeah, the tears rollin' down my nose

Fading:
The sky is cryin', look at the tears roll down the street

Hey baby, can't you see what you're doin' to me
Hey baby, baby, baby, can't you see what you're doin' to me
Well you say you're gonna leave me, darlin'
You're goin' back to your old time, used to be

I work two jobs, I bring home all-a the pay
If you tell me you love me, then try to do some things my way
Hey baby, can't you see what you're doin' to me
Well you say you're gonna leave me,
You're goin' back to your old time, used to be

Hey now! woo! yeah! yeah! come on band! sounds alright!

I work two jobs, I bring ya all-a the pay
If you tell me you love me, then try to do some things my way
Hey baby, can't you see what you're doin' to me
Yeah, you say you're gonna leave me darlin'
You're goin' back to your old time, used to be

Hey baby, can't you see what you're doin' to me
Hey, baby, baby, baby, baby, baby
Can't you see what you're doin' to me
Now you say you're gonna leave me darlin'
You're goin' back to your old time, used to be

Ev'rybody wants to laugh
Ah, but nobody wants to cry
I say ev'rybody wants to laugh
But nobody wants to cry

Ev'rybody wants to go to heaven
But nobody wants to die

Ev'rybody wanna hear the truth
But yet, ev'rybody wants to tell a lie
I say ev'rybody wants to hear the truth
But still they all wanna tell a lie


Oh ev'rybody wants to go to heaven
But nobody wants to die

Ev'rybody wanna know the reason
Without even askin' why
Oh, ev'rybody wanna know the reason
Oh, without even askin' why

You know ev'rybody wanna go to heaven
But nobody wants to die

I went to work this mo'nin'
My foreman looked me in the eye
He said, "Fella I don't know what's wrong with ya,
But you look sick enough to die"

He sent me to the company doctor
And he examined from head to toe
"Whatever's wrong with ya, young man,
My x-rays just won't show"

I say, angel of mercy
Won't you please look down on me?
Angel of mercy
A little mercy is all I need

The finance company
They just don't receive my check
They say they want a payment by Friday
Or they want all-a the furniture back

I went to the credit union
To try to get myself a loan
They said, "I would let ya have it young man,
But we hear that you won't be workin' here much longer

Angel of mercy
Won't you please look down on me?
Oh, angel of mercy
A little mercy is all I need

Lord have mercy! Oh angel! Oh!

Oh!

Cut my lights off this mo'nin'
They set my furniture out doors
I was listenin' to the weatherman 'while ago
An' he's says it's gonna rain an'snow

My daughter's got pneumonia
An' my son is down with the flu
My whole family's sufferin' from malnutrition
And I can't even 'fford them soup

I say, angel of mercy
Won't you please look down on me?
Oh, angel of mercy
A little mercy is all I need

Oh pretty woman she's the rising sun
Says all your cheap paint and powder ain't gonna help you none
She's a pretty woman right down to the bone
So you just might as well still leave your skin alone

Pretty woman
What's the matter with you
Can't make you love me, no matter what I do

Oh pretty woman what you trying to do
You kept on foolin' around till I got stuck on you
So you just drop that mess and come down off your throne
Stop using my poor heart as a stepping stone

Pretty woman
What's the matter with you
Can't make you love me, no matter what I do

Oh pretty woman that's all right for you
Now you just go on doing what you want to do
But someday when you thing you've got it made
You get in water deep enough so you can't wade

Pretty woman
What's the matter with you
Can't make you love me, no matter what I do

If you're down and out and you feel real hurt
Come on over to the place where I live
And all your loneliness I'll try to soothe
I'll play the blues for you

Don't be afraid come on in
You might run across some of your old friends

All your loneliness I gotta soothe
I'll play the blues for you

I got no big name and I ain't no big star
I play the blues for you on my guitar
All your loneliness I'll try to soothe
I 'll play the blues for you

You been meetin' your man, baby
Down at the local laundromat
I say, you been meetin' your man, baby
Down at the local laundromat
I've done got wise
An' daddy ain't goin' for that

Early every mornin'
You grab your old blouse or two
Yeah, you get up early in the mornin'
An' you grab your old blouse or two
Oh, you know you're right down to the laundry
While your man is waitin' on you

You better hear my warnin'
I'm gettin' madder everyday
Yeah, you better hear my warnin'
I'm gettin' madder everyday
I don't want you to get so clean, baby
You just might wash your life away

Ya hear?
Well, alright

I know you don't know it, baby
But things look bad for you
The laundry's gonna trap you, darlin'
An' one more, one more dress will do

Oh pretty woman she's the rising sun
Says all your cheap paint and powder ain't gonna help you none
She's a pretty woman right down to the bone
So you just might as well still leave your skin alone

Pretty woman
What's the matter with you
Can't make you love me, no matter what I do

Oh pretty woman what you trying to do
You kept on foolin' around till I got stuck on you
So you just drop that mess and come down off your throne
Stop using my poor heart as a stepping stone

Pretty woman
What's the matter with you
Can't make you love me, no matter what I do

Oh pretty woman that's all right for you
Now you just go on doing what you want to do
But someday when you thing you've got it made
You get in water deep enough so you can't wade

Pretty woman
What's the matter with you
Can't make you love me, no matter what I do

Spoken:
Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha
We're gonna try it one mo' time
The new, Cross Cut Saw
Comin' at you, hot an' heavy
Watch this!
Got a hell-uva groove to it, too!

Hey brother, aah!

I'm a cross cut saw
Just drag me across your log
I'm a cross cut saw
Just drag me across your log
I'll cut your wood so easy for you
You can't help but say 'Hot dog!'

Some call me 'Wood-Choppin Sam'
Some call me 'Wood-Cuttin Bill'
Last girl I cut the wood for
Want me back again

I'm a cross-cut saw
Just drag me across your log
I'll cut your wood so easy for you
You can't help me say, 'Hot dog')

Now dig this!

Yeah

Got a double-bladed ax
That's really cuttin' good
I'm a crosscut saw
Bury me in the wood

I'm a crosscut saw
Just drag me across the log
I'll cut your wood so easy for you

You can't help but say, 'Hot Dog'

Dig this!

Yeah!
Well, alright

Spoken:
Hey, Mike!
Oh, Mike
Let's do it like we did in 1965
In that one little room, on the other side of the buildin'
We did Crosscut Saw
It went somethin' like this
And it had a hell-uva groove to it
(In that little room with no air conditioner over there)
Funk-aay, but gettin' on down
Heavy stuff!
Ha-ha-ha

Watch this!

(Bass player)
Oooo-wee!
Ooo-UH!
I could feel that m'self

Wait a minute!
Let's take it from the top, one more time
Do ya'all wanna go to the top one more time?

I can't hear ya
Do you want it from the top, one more time?

We're goin' all the way to the top
And come down with a hell-uva groove
Ah, I might get out there and do the Boogie Woogie, myself
It's gon' be sho' nuff funky!

Bandmember says:
('Watch this, man!')

ooh-uh

Born under a bad sign
I been down since I begin to crawl
If it wasn't for bad luck, I wouldn't have no luck at all

Hard luck and trouble is my only friend
I been on my own ever since I was ten
Born under a bad sign
I been down since I begin to crawl
If it wasn't for bad luck, I wouldn't have no luck at all

I can't read, haven't learned how to write
My whole life has been one big fight
Born under a bad sign
I been down since I begin to crawl

If it wasn't for bad luck, I wouldn't have no luck at all

I ain't lyin'
If it wasn't for bad luck I wouldn't have no kind-a luck
If it wasn't for real bad luck, I wouldn't have no luck at all

Wine and women is all I crave
A big legged woman is gonna carry me to my grave
Born under a bad sign
I been down since I begin to crawl
If it wasn't for bad luck, I wouldn't have no luck at all

Yeah, my bad luck boy
Been havin' bad luck all of my days, yes

I'm goin' to Kansas City, Kansas City, here I come
I'm goin' to Kansas City, Kansas City, here I come
They got some crazy lil women there an' I'm gonna get me one

I'll be standing on the corner, of 12th Street and Vine
I'll be standing on the corner, of 12th Street and Vine
With my Kansas City baby an a bottle of Kansas City wine

Well I may take a plane, I may take a train
But If I have to walk, I'm going there just the same
I'm going to, Kansas City, Kansas City, here I come
They got some crazy lil women there an' I'm gonna get me one
Hey!

Well I may take a plane, I may take a train
But If I have to walk, I'm going there just the same
I'm going to, Kansas City, Kansas City, here I come
They got some crazy lil women there an' I'm gonna get me one

They got some crazy lil women there an' I'm gonna get me one
They got some crazy lil women there an' I'm gonna get me one

The very thought of you and I forget to do
The little ordinary things that everyone ought to do

I'm living in a kind of daydream, I'm happy as a king
And foolish though it may seem, to me that's everything

The mere idea of you, the longing here for you
You'll never know how slow the moments go till I'm near you

I see your face in every flower, your eyes in stars above
It's just the thought of you, the very thought of you, my love

I see your face in every flower, your eyes in stars above
It's just the thought of you, the very thought of you, my love

They call me the hunter, that's my name
A pretty woman like you, is my only game
I bought me a love gun, just the other day
And I aim to aim it your way
Ain't no use to hide, ain't no use to run
'Cause I've got you in the sights of my love gun

The first time I saw you, standing on the street
I says to myself, "Woo, ain't she sweet"
I've got my love gun loaded, with hugs and kisses

And when I pull the trigger, there will be no misses
Ain't no need to hide, ain't no use to run
'Cause I've got you in the sights of my love gun

Ain't no use to hide, ain't no use to run
'Cause I've got you in the sights of my love gun

I'm the big bad hunter baby
How can I miss when I've got dead aim

When I lost my baby I almost lost my mind
When I lost my baby I almost lost my mind
My eyes was full of tears
Since she left me behind

I pass a million people; I can't tell who I meet
I pass a million people; I can't tell who I meet
My eyes are full of tears
Where can my baby be?

(guitar solo)

I went to see a gypsy to get my fortune read
I went to see a gypsy to have my fortune read
My head hung in sorrow
When she said what she said

When I lost my baby I almost lost my mind

(repeat to fade)

There is nothing I can do, if you leave me, with a cry
There is nothing I can do, if you leave me, with a cry
Baby my love will follow you, as the years go passing by

I give you all but a home, that's one thing you get the night
I give you all but a home, that's one thing you get the night
You know my love will follow you, as the years go passing by

I'm gonna leave it up to you, so long, baby good bye
I'm gonna leave it up to you, so long, baby good bye
Baby my love will follow you, yes, as the years go passing by

[Incomprehensible] said about playing this chord
He ain't hitting the B flat right
I'm a make a hit
If it's the last thing I do

And I done come home to you
And you done put your cold feet on me
Get warm your feet, woman

Hanging around the studio
For three days in a row now
Thinking nobody get a hit out of here
But Sam and Dave

Rufus Thomas or Carla Thomas
Or Eddie Floyd
They ain't the only ones
Who know how to play the blues
I can play the blues myself

I'm gonna give every disc jockey
The blues across the country
If he don't dig this
He got a hole in his soul

Yeah, well
Hey, ooh wee

If you hear a little fuss
It ain't nobody but us

I walked into your store Just to have a look around
Asked if you could help me with the bargain I had found
Tried to explain to you darlin'
That I was just a working man
You came up with some term that I could not understand
Oh Little Lady
You sure drive a hard bargain

The price your asking mama is too much for me to pay
Now you're trying to tell me, I can't have it lay away
I know that your merchandise is good
Because your sample proved it so
And if it was to kill me little girl
Oh what a good way to go

Hey, I wanna tell you about my troubles
I've had just about every bad luck a man can have
In my moving around, I've played all over the world
And just about every town
Anywhere I play, they wanna know what I'm putting down

They [Incomprehensible]
They shot me at San Antone
You know they kicked me out of Kansas City
Lord, I wonder what did I do wrong

Oh, my house burned down in Boston
My wife left me in Maine
I broke both of my arms in Utah
While I catch me a fast freight train

Oh, bad luck, yeah, bad luck
Keeps following me, won't let me be

I asked bad luck this morning
"How long must I be your slave?"
He said, "I've left you in your cradle
I'm gonna ride you to your grave"

Oh, bad luck, yeah, bad luck
Keeps following me, won't let me be
Oh, bad luck, oh, bad luck
Won't let me be, keeps following me

I asked bad luck this morning
How long must I be your slave
He said, "I've left you in your cradle"
Boy, I'm gonna ride you to your grave"

Hey, bad luck, oh, bad luck
Keeps following me, won't, let me be
Yeah, bad luck, oh, bad luck
Won't let me be, keeps following me

You ain't nothin' but a hound dog, keep cryin' all the time
You ain't nothin' but a hound dog, you keep cryin' all the time
You ain't never caught a rabbit, ya ain't no friend of mine

They say you was-a high class, but I could see through that
You said you was-a high class, but I could see through that
Ya ain't never caught a rabbit, ya ain't no friend of mine

You ain't nothin' but a hound dog, keep cryin' all the time
You ain't nothin' but a hound dog, you keep cryin' all the time
You ain't never caught a rabbit, ya ain't no friend of mine

You said you was high class, but I could see through that
You told me you was high class, but I could see through that
You ain't never caught a rabbit, you ain't no friend of mine

You ain't nothin' but a hound dog, keep cryin' all the time
You ain't nothin' but a hound dog, you keep cryin' all the time
You ain't never caught a rabbit, you ain't no friend of mine

Now look out there!

Yeah...
Ooo-haha

Well, it's one for the money, two for the show,
Three to get ready, now go, cat, go
But don't you step on my blue suede shoes
You can do anything but lay off
Of my blue suede shoes

Well, you can knock me down, step in my face,
Slander my name all over the place
Do anything that you want to do, but uh-uh,
Honey, lay off of my shoes
Don't you step on my blue suede shoes
You can do anything but lay off
Of my blue suede shoes

You can burn my house, steal my car,
Drink my liquor from an old fruitjar
Do anything that you want to do, but uh-uh,
Honey, lay off of my shoes
Don't you step on my blue suede shoes
You can do anything but lay off
Of my blue suede shoes

I met a gypsy barroom queen in Memphis
An' on the street the summer sun did shine
The sweetest rose that ever grow in Memphis
I just can't seem to drink her off-a my mind

She's a honky tonk woman, yeah
Give me, give me, give me the honky tonk blues, yeah!
She's a honky tonk woman woo-hoo
Gimme, gimme, gimme, the honky tonk blues

I laid a divorce in New York City
An' had to pick myself out of a fight
Ladies they all covered me with roses
She blew my nose an'then she blew my mind

Well, she's a honky tonk woman yeah woo, Lord, hey hey
Give me, give me, give me, the honky tonk blues
She's a honky tonk woman woo-ooo-hoo
Gimme, gimme, gimme, the honky tonk blues

She's a honky tonk woman woo-ah
Gimme, gimme, gimme, the honky tonk blues

She's a honky tonk woman wooooo
Gimme, gimme, gimme, the honky tonk blues