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I'm going down
I'm going, down, down, down Down, down Yes, I'm going down, yes I'm going down, down, down Down, down Yes, I've got my feet in the window Got my head on the ground Let me down And close that box car door Yes, let me down And close that box car door Well, I'm goin' back to Chattanooga And sleep on sister Irene's door (guitar & instrumental) Woo! Yes, I'm going down I'm going down I'm going, down, down, down Down, down Yes, I got my feet in the window I got my head on the ground |
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| 4:20 | 
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| 3. |
| 3:38 |
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| 4. |
| 3:57 |
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Morning rain keeps on falling
Like the tears that fall from my eyes As I sit in my room Staring out at the gloom That's the rain in the same old blues I can't help, I can't help but thinking When the sun used to shine on my back door Now the sun is turned to rain All my laughter is turned to pain Yes it's the same, the same old blues Sunshine, sunshine is all you see now But it all, it all looks like clouds by me When I sit in my room Staring out at the gloom It's the rain, it's the same old blues Yeah, yes it's the rain, it's the same old blues Yeah, yes it's the rain, it's the same old blues |
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| 2:50 |
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| 6. |
| 4:16 |
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Living on the Highway L Russell/D Nix
It was twenty years ago, I was about fourteen years old, When I first heard that Wolfman's howl. He sneaked me through the door, there was whisky on the floor, And the fuzz they were on the prowl It seems so long ago, I'm living on the Highway now He's a giant of a man, He always understands The very best notes to use His hand make two of mine, his heart beat right on time He taught me how to sing the blues He's the reason why I choose to live on the highway now I played the blues with Walter, and Muddy pulled me through I know a Jimmy Rogers song or two But there's one thing I know, no matter where I go I can do a little howling too That's why I sing these blues, I'm living on the highway now The years have come and gone but the blues still go on I only sing my songs for fun If you ask me to, I'll do a song for you, 'Cause the women like to see me come Me and my guitar, my band, we're living on the highway now |
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| 3:42 |
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| 3:58 |
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| 9. |
| 3:57 |
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I love the tip, I love the top
I love you better than a hog loves slop 'Cause you're a big legged woman With a short, short miniskirt Promise me darlin' You'll never make me feel like dirt Do you have the vine goes around the stump? You are mine, call it sugar lump 'Cause you're a big legged woman With a short, short miniskirt Promise me darlin' You'll never make me feel like dirt I've told you once, I've told you twice We go together like fried beans and rice 'Cause you're a big legged woman With a short, short miniskirt, alright Promise me darlin' You'll never make me feel like dirt Ashes to ashes and dust to dust You mess with my woman I'm gonna hurt you first 'Cause she's a big legged woman With a short, short miniskirt Promise me darlin' You'll never make me feel like dirt I love my big legged woman I love my big legged woman I love my big legged woman I love my big legged woman I love my big legged woman I love my big legged woman She's alright, she's alright She's alright, she's alright She's alright, she's alright She's alright, she's alright She's alright, she's alright She's alright, she's alright She's alright, she's alright She's alright, she's alright She's alright, she's alright She's alright, she's alright She's alright, she's alright She's alright, she's alright |
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| 3:06 |
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| 11. |
| 4:03 |
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When my baby leaves me, there is nothing I can do
I pick up my guitar and then I play a little blues or two Now, a man needs some loving, I ain't different from the rest My baby, when she leaves me, ah, my whole life is in a mess Just me and my guitar I play the blues for you, babe No matter where you are I like to start out easy, just to get that feel When I fell me strange, you know I make it for real Then I put some hots on it and I play a time or two And love you, baby, and I don't care what you do Babe, ah, me and my guitar I play the blues for you, babe No matter where you are, alright? Listen to me Satisfaction don't come easy, you got to get in to make it good The way I make my guitar singing, just let my woman should She never talk right to me like some woman do I feel so sad and lonesome when I play this lowdown blues Hey, hey, me and my guitar I play the blues for you, babe No matter where you are, alright? Hey, baby, hey, baby, just me and my guitar I play the blues for me, baby No matter where you are |
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| 2:46 |
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| 13. |
| 4:27 |
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| 14. |
| 3:44 |
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| 15. |
| 3:45 |
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Well, I'm ready, I'm willin', and I'm able to rock and roll all night
I'm ready, I'm willin', and I'm able to rock and roll all night Come on, pretty baby, we gonna rock, we gonna roll until the broad daylight Because I'm ready And I'm able I'm willin' and I'm able So you better come and go with me We gonna rock and roll till tomorrow 'bout three Talkin' on the phone is not my speed Don't send me no letter 'cause I can't read Don't be long 'cause I'll be gone We gonna rock and roll all night long 'Cause I'm ready, I'm willin', and I'm able to rock and roll all night I'm ready, I'm willin', and I'm able to rock and roll all night Come on, pretty baby, we gonna rock, we gonna roll until tomorrow night Talkin' on the phone is not my speed Don't send me no letter 'cause I can't read Don't be long 'cause I'll be gone We gonna rock and roll all night long 'Cause I'm ready, I'm willin', and I'm able to rock and roll all night I'm ready, I'm willin', and I'm able to rock and roll all night Come on, pretty baby, we gonna rock, we gonna roll until tomorrow night |
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| 3:57 |
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| 17. |
| 3:30 |
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| 18. |
| 3:05 |
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