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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 - 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 - 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 - Born Under A Bad Sign (1967)
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) |
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from Albert King - Born Under A Bad Sign (1967)
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 |
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from Albert King - Born Under A Bad Sign (1967)
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 |
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from Albert King - Born Under A Bad Sign (1967)
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 |
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from Albert King - Born Under A Bad Sign (1967)
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 |
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from Albert King - Born Under A Bad Sign (1967)
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 |
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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 - 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 - 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 - Years Gone By-Plus (1969)
I'm a heart fixer, babe
I specialize in heart repair I'm a heart fixer, darlin' I specialize in heart repair If your heart needs fixin' up, girl Just call on me and I'll be there If your heart is broken, babe All of my work is guaranteed If your heart needs fixin' up, girl All of my work is guaranteed [Incomprehensible] Just call on me and I'll be there I work on the pole The cripple and the blind If your heart need fixin' up, girl Just call me anytime I'm a heart fixer, darlin' All of my work is guaranteed If your heart needs fixin', little girl Don't hesitate to call on me I'm a heart fixer, babe All of my work is guaranteed |
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from Albert King - Years Gone By-Plus (1969)
I'm a heart fixer, babe
I specialize in heart repair I'm a heart fixer, darlin' I specialize in heart repair If your heart needs fixin' up, girl Just call on me and I'll be there If your heart is broken, babe All of my work is guaranteed If your heart needs fixin' up, girl All of my work is guaranteed [Incomprehensible] Just call on me and I'll be there I work on the pole The cripple and the blind If your heart need fixin' up, girl Just call me anytime I'm a heart fixer, darlin' All of my work is guaranteed If your heart needs fixin', little girl Don't hesitate to call on me I'm a heart fixer, babe All of my work is guaranteed |
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from Albert King - Years Gone By-Plus (1969)
One of these days an' it won't be long, yeah
You gonna look for me an' I'll be gone I believe, I say I believe right now Hey, hey, hey, baby You tryin' to make a fool of me, now You goin' 'round here with your head so hard, yeah I think I'm gonna have to use my rod I believe, I say I believe right now Hey, hey, hey, baby You tryin' to make a fool of me, now Now last night you were dreamin' when I heard you say, yeah "Ho Johnny", when you know my name is Ray I believe, I say I believe right now, yeah Woah-oh-oh, baby You're tryin' to make a fool of me, now Oh! You're gonna 'round here with your head so hard, yeah I think I'm gonna have to use my rod I believe, I say I believe right now, yeah Hey, hey, hey baby You're tryin' to make a fool of me now, hey Yeah! |
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from Albert King - Years Gone By-Plus (1969)
I should-a quit you, along time ago
I should-a quit you, baby, along time ago I should-a quit you baby, an' went on to Mexico If I had-a followed, my first mind If I had-a followed, my first mind I would-a been gone, yeah, my second time Yeah! I should-a went on, when my friend come from Mexico an' me I should-a went on baby, when my friend come from Mexico an' me No foolin' 'round 'wit cha' darling, you got me on the killin' floor God knows, I should-a been gone God knows, I should-a been gone No foolin' 'round wit' cha baby I let you put me on the killin' floor |
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from Albert King - Years Gone By-Plus (1969)
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 |
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from Albert King - Years Gone By-Plus (1969)
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 The sky is cryin', look at the tears roll down the street |
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from Albert King - Years Gone By-Plus (1969)
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 The sky is cryin', look at the tears roll down the street |
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from Albert King - Years Gone By (1969)
I'm a heart fixer, babe
I specialize in heart repair I'm a heart fixer, darlin' I specialize in heart repair If your heart needs fixin' up, girl Just call on me and I'll be there If your heart is broken, babe All of my work is guaranteed If your heart needs fixin' up, girl All of my work is guaranteed [Incomprehensible] Just call on me and I'll be there I work on the pole The cripple and the blind If your heart need fixin' up, girl Just call me anytime I'm a heart fixer, darlin' All of my work is guaranteed If your heart needs fixin', little girl Don't hesitate to call on me I'm a heart fixer, babe All of my work is guaranteed |
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from Albert King - Years Gone By (1969)
I should-a quit you, along time ago
I should-a quit you, baby, along time ago I should-a quit you baby, an' went on to Mexico If I had-a followed, my first mind If I had-a followed, my first mind I would-a been gone, yeah, my second time Yeah! I should-a went on, when my friend come from Mexico an' me I should-a went on baby, when my friend come from Mexico an' me No foolin' 'round 'wit cha' darling, you got me on the killin' floor God knows, I should-a been gone God knows, I should-a been gone No foolin' 'round wit' cha baby I let you put me on the killin' floor |
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from Albert King - Years Gone By (1969)
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 The sky is cryin', look at the tears roll down the street |
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from Albert King - Lovejoy (1971)
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 |
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from Albert King - Lovejoy (1971)
For the love of a woman
A man will do most anything For a love of a woman A man will do most anything Make him steal from his mother Just to buy her a diamond ring Well I love you, baby Like a schoolboy love his pie Well I love you, baby Like a schoolboy love his pie Well I love you so much, darlin' You make me wanna cheat an' lie I've been lovin' you, baby Ever since I don't know when I've been lovin' you, baby Ever since I don't know when Oh, I love ya so much, darlin', yeah That I'm comin' right back again Come on! |
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from Albert King - Lovejoy (1971)
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 |
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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 - 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 |
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from Albert King - I Wanna Get Funky(24 Bit/Remastered) (1974)
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 |
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from Albert King - I Wanna Get Funky(24 Bit/Remastered) (1974)
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 |
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from Albert King - I Wanna Get Funky(24 Bit/Remastered) (1974)
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 |
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from Albert King - I Wanna Get Funky(24 Bit/Remastered) (1974)
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... |
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from Albert King - I Wanna Get Funky (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 |
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from Albert King - I Wanna Get Funky (Remastered) (1974)
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 |
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from Albert King - I Wanna Get Funky (Remastered) (1974)
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 |
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from Albert King - I Wanna Get Funky (Remastered) (1974)
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 |
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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 - 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 - 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 - 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 - 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 - 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 - A Truckload Of Lovin' (1976)
I'm tired of being, your good time Charlie
To you, that's what I'm all about The only time you wanna see me, girl Is when you want me to take you out I wined and dined you, And kept you well dressed I spent my hard earned money To try to keep you impressed The only reward from you Was a goodnight kiss or two But I got news for you, All your good times are through You better find yourself another good time Charlie Do you hear me, child You can go and find yourself another good time Charlie Cause all of those good days from me is through It's a bitter pill to swallow, That thing they call pride But you can't understand, The hurt I feel inside Like the old sayin' goes, Girl you took me for a ride You can go and find yourself another good time Charlie Go ahead and find yourself, baby, mmm Another good time Charlie I'm tired of being, your good time Charlie To you, that's what I'm all about The only time you wanna see me, girl Is when you want me to take you out You keep on tellin' me, it's your social standin' I can't afford your lifestyle, it's just too demandin' Maybe someday you'll change, until this comes about I got news for you girl, right now I'm checkin' out You better find yourself another good time Charlie Do you hear me darlin', yeah I'm tired of bein' your good time Charlie That's why I'm checkin' out, today |
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from Albert King - A Truckload Of Lovin' (1976)
I got the blues 'cause my woman has gone
Oh, I got the blues 'cause my woman has left She took all of my hard earned money, yeah, she left with someone else Listen, she wrecked my brand new car, she even pawned my diamond ring Whoow, she wrecked my brand new car, she pawned my diamond ring She poured the salt out of the shaker, she didn't leave me with a doggone thing Cold hearted woman! Hmm! Well all right! The blues can come to you in any shape or form It can come to you in the shape of a woman, just like the one that left me alone Now I got the blues and I'm not ashamed to say I been tryin' to shake them, each and every day I got the blues 'cause my woman has left Well she took all of my money The little girl left with someone else I gotta find her I got the blues 'cause my baby has left Whoo, I got the blues 'cause my baby has left She took all of my heard earned money, she left me for someone else She wrecked my brand new car, she even pawned my diamond ring Oh, she wrecked my brand new car, she girl even pawned my diamond ring She poured the salt out of the shaker, Lord, she didn't leave me with a doggone thing Come on Lucy let's find 'r, whoo Whoo, is hot out here on this country road Now the blues can come to you in any shape or form It can come to you in the shape of a woman, just like the one that left me alone Now I got the blues and I'm not ashamed to say Oh I been tryin' to shake them each and every day I got the blues 'cause my woman has left Oh, she taken all of my woman, she left me for someone else |