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Well, somebody knocking on my door
Well, somebody knocking on my door Well, I'm so worried, don't know where to go Well, somebody calling me, calling on my telephone Well, somebody calling me, over my telephone Well, keep on calling, tell them I'm not at home (Hums) Well, don't not worry, Daddy's gone to bed |
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How many more years, have I got to let you dog me around
How many more years, have I got to let you dog me around I'd soon rather be dead, sleeping six feet in the ground I'm gonna fall on my knees, I'm gonna raise up my right hand I'm gonna fall on my knees, I'm gonna raise up my right hand Say I'd feel much better darling, if you'd just only understand I'm going upstairs, I'm gonna bring back down my clothes I'm going upstairs, I'm gonna bring back down my clothes, do them all If anybody ask about me, just tell'em I walked out on |
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When you left me this mornin',
Yyou taken my heart away, When you left me this mornin', You taken my heart away, That's allright baby, You will come back home someday How long, baby, how long, how long How long, baby, how long, how long You know I love you You started doin' me wrong Well when you leave home, you can call me on your phone Well when you leave home, You can call me on your phone I'll sent you you're money Darlin' you come back home Oh come back How long, have you gone do me wrong How long, have you gone do me wrong Ain't nobody never lived that, Gettin' do somebody wrong |
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If you're a long way from home,
Can't sleep at night. Grab your telephone, Something just ain't right. That's evil, Evil is goin on wrong. I am warnin ya brother, You better watch your happy home. Well, long way from home and, Can't sleep at all. You know another mule, Is kickin in your stall. That's evil, Evil is goin on wrong. I am warnin ya brother, You better watch your happy home. You better catch him, Cause somethin wrong, In your home. Well, if ya call her on the telephone, And she answers aweful slow, Grab the first train smokin, If you have to hobo. That's evil, Evil is goin on wrong. I am warnin ya brother, You better watch your happy home. If you make it to your house, Knock on the front door, Run around to the back, You'll catch him just before he go. That's evil, Evil is goin on. I am warnin ya brother, You better watch your happy home. |
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Ah-oh, smokestack lightnin,
Shinin, just like gold, Why don't ya hear me cryin? A-whoo-hooo, oooo, Whooo. Whoa-oh, tell me, baby, What's the, matter with you? Why don't ya hear me cryin? Whoo-hooo, whoo-hooo, Whooo. Whoa-oh, tell me, baby, Where did ya, stay last night? A-why don't ya hear me cryin? Whoo-hooo, whoo-hooo, Whooo. Whoa-oh, stop your train, Let her, go for a ride. Why don't ya hear me cryin? Whoo-hooo, whoo-hooo, Whooo. Whoa-oh, fare ya well. Never see, a you no more. A-why don't ya hear me cryin? Oooo, whoo-hooo, Whooo. Whoa-oh, who been here baby since, I-I been gone, a little, bity boy? Girl, be on. A-whoo-hooo, whoo-hooo, Whooo. |
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Oh, I asked her for water, she brought me gasoline.
Oh, I asked her for water, she brought me gasoline. That's the troublingest woo-hoo (woman?), that I ever seen. The church bell tollin', the hearse come driving slow. The church bell tollin', the hearse come driving slow. I hope my baby, don't leave me no more. Oh tell me baby, when are you coming back home? Oh tell me baby, when are you coming back home? You know I love you baby, but you've been gone too long. |
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Tell Automatic Slim , tell Razor Totin' Jim
Tell Butcher Knife Totin' Annie, tell Fast Talking Fanny A we gonna pitch a ball, a down to that union hall We gonna romp and tromp till midnight We gonna fuss and fight till daylight We gonna pitch a wang dang doodle all night long All night long All night long All night long Tell Kudu-Crawlin' Red, tell Abyssinian Ned Tell ol' Pistol Pete, everybody gonna meet Tonight we need no rest, we really gonna throw a mess We gonna to break out all of the windows, we gonna kick down all the doors We gonna pitch a wang dang doodle all night long All night long All night long All night long Tell Fats and Washboard Sam, that everybody gonna to jam Tell Shaky and Boxcar Joe, we got sawdust on the floor Tell Peg and Caroline Dye, we gonna have a time. When the fish scent fill the air, there'll be snuff juice everywhere We gonna pitch a wang dang doodle all night long All night long All night long All night long All night long All night long All night long All night long |
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I am a back door man.
I am a back door man. Well the men don't know, but the little girls understand. When everybody's sound asleep, I'm somewhere making my midnight creep. Yes in the morning, the rooster crow. Something tell me, I got to go. I am a back door man. I am a back door man. Well the men don't know, but little girls understand. They take me to the doctor. Shot full o' holes. Nurse cried, please save the soul. Killed him for murder, first degree. Judge's wife cried. Let the man go free. I am a back door man. I am a back door man. Well the men don't know, but little girls understand. Stand out there. Cop's wife cried. Don't take him down. Rather be dead. Six feets in the ground. When you come home you can eat pork and beans. I eats mo' chicken any man seen I am a back door man. I am a back door man. Well the men don't know, but the little girls understand |
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It could be a spoonsful of diamonds,
Could be a spoonful of gold, Just a little spoon of your precious love, Satisfies my soul. Men lies about little, Some of them cries about little, Some of them dies about little, Everything fight about little spoonful. It could be a spoonful of coffee, Could be a spoonful of tea, But a little spoon of your precious love, Good enough for me. Men lies about that, Some of them dies about that, Some of them cries about that, But everything fight about that spoonful. That spoon, dat spoon, dat spoonful. It could be a spoonsful of water, Saved from the deserts sand, But one spoon of them fortifies. Save you from another man. Men lies about that, Some of them cries about that, Some of them dies about that, Everybody fightin' about that spoonful. That spoon, dat spoon, dat spoonful. |
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Well now, baby meet me in the bottom, bring me my running shoes
Well now, baby meet me in the bottom, bring me my running shoes Well, I'll come out the window, won't have time to lose. When you see me streaking by, please don't be late When you see me streaking by, please don't be late Well you runnin', though my life is at stake Well, I hope you'll see me when I come streaking by Well, I hope you'll see me when I come streaking by She got a bad old man, you know I'm too young to die I got to leave here. Get caught in... |
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I have a little red rooster, too lazy to crow for day
I have a little red rooster, too lazy to crow for day Keep everything in the barnyard, upset in every way Oh the dogs begin to bark, and the hound begin to howl Oh the dogs begin to bark, hound begin to howl Ooh watch out strange kind people, cause little red rooster is on the prowl If you see my little red rooster, please drag him home If you see my little red rooster, please drag him home There ain't no peace in the barnyard, since the little red rooster been gone |
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Well, I ain't superstitious, black cat just cross my trail.
Well, I ain't superstitious, oh the black cat just cross my trail. Don't sweep me with no broom, I might get put in jail. When my right hand itches, I gets money for sure. When my right hand itches, I gets money for sure. But, when my left eye jumps, somebody's got to go. Well, I ain't superstitious, black cat just cross my trail. Well, I ain't superstitious, black cat just cross my trail. Don't sweep me with no broom, I just might get put in jail. Well, the dogs are howlin, all over the neighborhood. Whoa, the dogs are howlin, all over the neighborhood. That is true sign of death, baby, that ain't no good. Well, I'm not superstitious, blow that black cat across my trail. Well, I'm not superstitious, a black cat across my trail. Don't sweep me with no broom, I just might get put in jail. That's bad luck for me. |
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Man... You know I've been enjoyin' things that kings and queens will never have! In fact kings and queens can never get 'm. And they don't even know about it! And good times? Mmmmmmmmm-mmh!! I have had my fun, if I never get well no more Oh my health is fadin' on me, oh yes I'm goin' down slow Now looka here... I did not say I was a millionaire... But I said I have spent more money than a millionaire! Cause if I had kept all my money that I'd already spent, I would've been a millionaire a looong time ago... And women? Great Googlie-Mooglie!! Please write my mother, tell her the shape I'm in Tell her to pray for me, forgive me for my sin |
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I should'a quit you, long time ago
I should'a quit you, baby, long time ago I should'a quit you, and went on to Mexico If I ha'da followed, my first mind If I ha'da followed, my first mind I'd'a been gone, since my second time I should'a went on, when my friend come from Mexico at me I should'a went on, when my friend come from Mexico at me I was foolin' with ya baby, I let ya put me on the killin' floor Lord knows, I should'a been gone Lord knows, I should'a been gone And I wouldn't've been here, down on the killin' floor |
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I have a little red rooster, too lazy to crow for day
I have a little red rooster, too lazy to crow for day Keep everything in the barnyard, upset in every way Oh the dogs begin to bark, and the hound begin to howl Oh the dogs begin to bark, hound begin to howl Ooh watch out strange kind people, cause little red rooster is on the prowl If you see my little red rooster, please drag him home If you see my little red rooster, please drag him home There ain't no peace in the barnyard, since the little red rooster been gone |
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