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from Albert King - I Wanna Get Funky(24 Bit/Remastered) (1974) | |||||
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from Albert King - I Wanna Get Funky (Remastered) (1974) | |||||
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from Albert King - I`ll Play The Blues For You (Stax Remasters) (2012) | |||||
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from Albert King - The Lost Session (1971)
You know I feel so bad
You know I feel so bad Because I just lost, I just lost The best woman I ever had I'm gonna buy me a ticket Just as long as I am told Oh, I'm gonna buy me a ticket, buddy Just as long as I am told I'm going to the train station And I'm gonna catch that old cannonball |
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from Albert King - The Lost Session (2002)
You know I feel so bad
You know I feel so bad Because I just lost, I just lost The best woman I ever had I'm gonna buy me a ticket Just as long as I am told Oh, I'm gonna buy me a ticket, buddy Just as long as I am told I'm going to the train station And I'm gonna catch that old cannonball |
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from Albert King - Door To Door (1996) | |||||
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from Albert King - A Truckload Of Lovin' (1976)
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 |
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from Albert King - The Masters (2002)
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 |
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from Albert King - I'Ll Play The Blues For You / Lovejoy (2004)
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 |
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from Albert King - I'Ll Play The Blues For You(Hybrid Sacd) (2004)
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 |
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from Albert King - Stax Profiles (2006)
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 |
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from Albert King - I'Ll Play The Blues For You / Lovejoy (2004)
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! |
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from Albert King - I'Ll Play The Blues For You(Hybrid Sacd) (2004)
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! |
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from Albert King - Born Under A Bad Sign (1967)
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 |
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from Albert King - Years Gone By-Plus (1969)
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 |
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from Albert King - Hard Bargain (2002)
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 |
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from Albert King - King Of The Blues Guitar (2005)
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 |
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from Albert King - Live '69 (2005)
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 |
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from Albert King - A Truckload Of Lovin' (1976)
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 |
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from Albert King - Crosscut Saw: Albert King In San Francisco (Reissue) (1983) | |||||
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from Albert King - Door To Door (1996)
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 |
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from Albert King - Funky London - Remastered (2008)
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 |
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from Albert King - Blues For Elvis (2002)
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 |
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from Albert King - Blues For Elvis (2002)
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 |
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from Albert King - Live Wire/Blues Power(24 Bit Remastered/Digipack) [live] (1968)
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! |
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from Albert King - Blues At Sunrise (2006)
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! |
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from Albert King - More Big Blues (2006)
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! |
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from Albert King - More Big Blues (2006)
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! |
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from Albert King - Blues Six Pack (2009)
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! |
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from Albert King - Live Wire/Blues Power(24 Bit Remastered/Digipack) [live] (1968)
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! |
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from Albert King - Born Under A Bad Sign (1967)
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 |
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from Albert King - A Truckload Of Lovin' (1976)
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 |
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from Albert King - The Masters (2002)
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 |
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from Albert King - Wednesday Night In San Francisco (2002)
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 |
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from Albert King - King Of The Blues Guitar (2005)
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 |
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from Albert King - Stax Profiles (2006)
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 |
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from Albert King - I'Ll Play The Blues For You(Hybrid Sacd) (2004)
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 |
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from Albert King - Blues Six Pack (2009)
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 |
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from Albert King - A Truckload Of Lovin' (1976)
Goin' to Detroit Michigan,
Girl I can't take you. Hey I'm goin' to Detroit Michigan, Girl, you got to stay here behind. Goin' to get me a job, On the Cadillac assembly line. I'm tired of whoopin' and hollerin' Up and down the Mississippi road. Oh I'm tired of whoopin' and hollerin' Pickin' that nasty cotton. Gonna catch me a bus up north, I won't have to keep sayin' yessir boss. Goin' to Detroit Michigan, Girl I can't take you. Hey I'm goin' to Detroit Michigan, Girl, you got to stay here behind. Goin' to get me a job, On the Cadillac assembly line. Well, girl if you'll be alright, And keep your blue jeans zipped up tight When I make my first check, I'll put you on the Delta jet. Hey hey. I'm gonna send for you darlin' Won't you come on home |
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from Albert King - Truckload Of Lovin' (1996)
Goin' to Detroit Michigan,
Girl I can't take you. Hey I'm goin' to Detroit Michigan, Girl, you got to stay here behind. Goin' to get me a job, On the Cadillac assembly line. I'm tired of whoopin' and hollerin' Up and down the Mississippi road. Oh I'm tired of whoopin' and hollerin' Pickin' that nasty cotton. Gonna catch me a bus up north, I won't have to keep sayin' yessir boss. Goin' to Detroit Michigan, Girl I can't take you. Hey I'm goin' to Detroit Michigan, Girl, you got to stay here behind. Goin' to get me a job, On the Cadillac assembly line. Well, girl if you'll be alright, And keep your blue jeans zipped up tight When I make my first check, I'll put you on the Delta jet. Hey hey. I'm gonna send for you darlin' Won't you come on home |
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from Albert King - The Masters (2002)
Goin' to Detroit Michigan,
Girl I can't take you. Hey I'm goin' to Detroit Michigan, Girl, you got to stay here behind. Goin' to get me a job, On the Cadillac assembly line. I'm tired of whoopin' and hollerin' Up and down the Mississippi road. Oh I'm tired of whoopin' and hollerin' Pickin' that nasty cotton. Gonna catch me a bus up north, I won't have to keep sayin' yessir boss. Goin' to Detroit Michigan, Girl I can't take you. Hey I'm goin' to Detroit Michigan, Girl, you got to stay here behind. Goin' to get me a job, On the Cadillac assembly line. Well, girl if you'll be alright, And keep your blue jeans zipped up tight When I make my first check, I'll put you on the Delta jet. Hey hey. I'm gonna send for you darlin' Won't you come on home |
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from Albert King - A Truckload Of Lovin' (1976)
Call my job, tell the boss I won't be in
Call my job, tell the boss I won't be in Friday, Saturday, Sunday, I must've had too much weekend Call my job, have someone operate my machine Call my job, have someone operate my machine You look so good to me this morning, I must've had too much weekend Hang the hat off the hook, lock the door too, spend my time, making love to you Call my job, tell the boss I won't be in Friday, Saturday, Sunday, I must've had too much weekend |
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from Albert King - The Masters (2002)
Call my job, tell the boss I won't be in
Call my job, tell the boss I won't be in Friday, Saturday, Sunday, I must've had too much weekend Call my job, have someone operate my machine Call my job, have someone operate my machine You look so good to me this morning, I must've had too much weekend Hang the hat off the hook, lock the door too, spend my time, making love to you Call my job, tell the boss I won't be in Friday, Saturday, Sunday, I must've had too much weekend |
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from Albert King - Stax Profiles (2006)
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 |
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from Albert King - Funky London - Remastered (2008)
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 |
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from Albert King - King Of The Blues Guitar (2005)
[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 |
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from Albert King - A Truckload Of Lovin' (1976)
Cold women with warm hearts is my kind of woman
Cold women with warm hearts is my kind of woman If you got a woman that's cold 9 times outta 10 she can't be stole If you got a woman that's hot as fire you can wave your woman bye-bye If she's hot she knows she's hot then you can't please her with what you got. Cold women with warm hearts is my kind of woman Cold women with warm hearts is my kind of woman If you gotta woman that's hard to get 9 times outta 10 the lil girl'll stick If you gotta woman that talks to every man that hits When you get home she might done split If she listens to them long enough you can wave bye-bye to your good good stuff (Cuz) Cold women with warm hearts is my kind of woman (I say) Cold women with warm hearts is my kind of woman If you gotta woman that don't like to laugh and grin Aw buddy she'll stay with you until the end But if you gotta woman that likes to flirt You can call your family doctor buddy cuz you bout to get hurt If you got a woman that can't count her fingers and toes It's no telling how many men have seen exposed Cold women with warm hearts is my kind of woman Cold women with warm hearts is my kind of woman |
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from Albert King - Truckload Of Lovin' (1996)
Cold women with warm hearts is my kind of woman
Cold women with warm hearts is my kind of woman If you got a woman that's cold 9 times outta 10 she can't be stole If you got a woman that's hot as fire you can wave your woman bye-bye If she's hot she knows she's hot then you can't please her with what you got. Cold women with warm hearts is my kind of woman Cold women with warm hearts is my kind of woman If you gotta woman that's hard to get 9 times outta 10 the lil girl'll stick If you gotta woman that talks to every man that hits When you get home she might done split If she listens to them long enough you can wave bye-bye to your good good stuff (Cuz) Cold women with warm hearts is my kind of woman (I say) Cold women with warm hearts is my kind of woman If you gotta woman that don't like to laugh and grin Aw buddy she'll stay with you until the end But if you gotta woman that likes to flirt You can call your family doctor buddy cuz you bout to get hurt If you got a woman that can't count her fingers and toes It's no telling how many men have seen exposed Cold women with warm hearts is my kind of woman Cold women with warm hearts is my kind of woman |
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from Albert King - The Masters (2002)
Cold women with warm hearts is my kind of woman
Cold women with warm hearts is my kind of woman If you got a woman that's cold 9 times outta 10 she can't be stole If you got a woman that's hot as fire you can wave your woman bye-bye If she's hot she knows she's hot then you can't please her with what you got. Cold women with warm hearts is my kind of woman Cold women with warm hearts is my kind of woman If you gotta woman that's hard to get 9 times outta 10 the lil girl'll stick If you gotta woman that talks to every man that hits When you get home she might done split If she listens to them long enough you can wave bye-bye to your good good stuff (Cuz) Cold women with warm hearts is my kind of woman (I say) Cold women with warm hearts is my kind of woman If you gotta woman that don't like to laugh and grin Aw buddy she'll stay with you until the end But if you gotta woman that likes to flirt You can call your family doctor buddy cuz you bout to get hurt If you got a woman that can't count her fingers and toes It's no telling how many men have seen exposed Cold women with warm hearts is my kind of woman Cold women with warm hearts is my kind of woman |
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from Albert King - Born Under A Bad Sign (1967)
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 |
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from Albert King - I Wanna Get Funky(24 Bit/Remastered) (1974)
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 |