| RELEASE DATE: | 2005-01-10 |
| DURATION: | - |
| # OF TRACKS: | 29 |
| ALBUM TYPE: | 정규 |
| GENRE/STYLE: | 블루스
블루스 락
팝
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| ALSO KNOWN AS: | - |
| INDEX: | 132 |
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INTRODUCTION
올해 초 [ME AND MR. JOHNSON]라는 앨범을 통해 요절한 천재 블루스 기타리스트 로버트 존슨에 대한 경의를 표했던 에릭 클랩튼. 영국과 미국 텍사스, 그리고 1937년 로버트 존슨이 녹음을 했던 달라스 508 파크 에비뉴 스튜디오 등에서 가진 총 네번의 세션에는 거장 로버트 존슨의 대표곡 19곡이 담겨져 있으며 에릭 클랩튼의 빅밴드와의 세션, 기타리스트 도일 브람할 2세와의 듀엣, 그리고 에릭 클랩튼의 솔로 세션 등으로 다양하게 구성되어 있다. 두 천재 뮤지션의 정신적인 교감을 CD와 DVD로 담아낸 [SESSIONS FOR ROBERT J.]!
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TRACKS
| Disc 1
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1. |
| 5:18 |
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Come on
Baby, don't you wanna go home
Come on
Baby, don't you wanna go home
Back from the land of California
To my sweet home Chicago
Come on
Baby, don't you wanna go home
Come on
Baby, don't you wanna go home
Back from the land of California
To my sweet home Chicago
Two and two is four, babe
Four into two is eight
Come on now girl, don't you now make me late
And I've got to leave
Baby, don't you wanna go home
Back from the land of California
To my sweet home Chicago
One and one is two
Two and two is four
I'm here lonely, I hook and I gotta go
And I cry please
Baby, don't you wanna go home
Back from the land of California
To my sweet home Chicago
Come on
Baby, don't you wanna go home
Come on
Baby, don't you wanna go home
Back from the land of California
To my sweet home Chicago
Come on
Baby, don't you wanna go
Come on
Baby, don't you wanna go home
Back from the land of California
To my sweet home Chicago
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2. |
| 3:50 |
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Tell me, milk cow,
what on earth is wrong with you?
Tell me, milk cow,
what on earth is wrong with you?
you have a new calf, hoo hoo,
and your milk is turnin' blue
Your calf is hungry,
and I believe he needs a suck
Your calf is hungry,
and I believe he needs a suck
but the milk is turnin' blue, hoo hoo,
and I believe he's outta luck
I feel like milkin' and my,
cow won't come
I feel like churnin' it and my, milk won't turn
I'm cryin' plea-hease, please,
don't do me wrong
You can give-a right milk and butter,
you-hoo, will stay at home
- 간 주 중 -
I feel like milkin' and my, cow won't come
I feel like churnin' it and my, milk won't turn
I'm cryin' plea-hease, don't do me wrong
You can give-a right milk and butter,
you-hoo, will stay at home
My milk cow been ramblin',
hoo hoo, for miles around
My milk cow been ramblin',
hoo hoo, for miles around
She been troublin' some other bull cow,
hoo hoo
Lord, in this man's town
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3. |
| 3:37 |
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Well I feel so lonesome
You'll hear me when I moan
And I feel so lonesome
You'll hear me when I moan
Who been drivin' my Terraplane
For you since I been gone?
I'd said, I'll flash your lights, mama
And the horn won't even blow
I even flash my lights, mama
And this horn won't even blow
I got a short in this connection
Way way down below
The coils ain't even buzzin'
The generator won't get that far
All in a bad condition
I gotta have the batteries charged
I'm cryin', please, please don't do me wrong
Who been drivin' my Terraplane?
Mr. Highway man
Please don't block the road
Mr. Highway man
Please, don't block the road
She ran a cold one hundred
Booked and I got to go
I'll get deep down in this connection
Keep on tanglin' with your wires
And when I mash down on your starter
Your spark plug will give me fire
I'm cryin' please, please don't do me wrong
Who been drivin' my Terraplane, I said who, yeah?
Keep on tanglin' with your wires
Whoo
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4. |
| 3:24 |
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If I Had Possession Over Judgement Day
(by Robert johnson)
If I Had Possession Over Judgement Day
by Robert Johnson
If I had possession over judgment day,
If I had possession over judgment day,
Lord, the women I'm lovin' would have no right to pray.
And I went to the mountain, far as my eye could see.
Lord, I went to the mountain, far as my eye could see.
Some other man got my woman and the lonesome blues got me.
And I rolled and I tumbled, cried the whole night long.
Lord, I rolled and I tumbled, cried the whole night long.
And I woke up this morning, my biscuit rollin' on.
Had to fold my arms and slowly walked away.
(I didn't like the way she done.)
Lord, I fold my arms and I slowly walked away.
Well, I said in my mind,
'Your trouble gonna come some day.'
Well, now run here baby, get down on bended knee.
Lord, now run here baby, get down on bended knee.
I wanna tell you all about the way they treated me.
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5. |
| 2:57 |
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Stop Breakin` Down Blues
(Robert Johnson)
Every time I'm walkin' down the streets,
Some pretty mama start breakin' down with me
Chorus:
Stop breakin' down,
Please, stop breakin' down
The stuff I got will bust your brains out, baby, hoo hoo,
It'll make you lose your mind.
I can't walk the streets now to consolate my mind,
Some pretty mama starts breakin' down
Chorus
Now, you Saturday night women, you love to ape and clown,
Won't do nothin' but tear a good man reputation down
Chorus:
Stop breakin' down,
Please, stop breakin' down
The stuff I got will bust your brains out, baby, hoo hoo,
It'll make you lose your mind.
Well, I give my baby the ninety-nine degrees
She jumped up and throwed a pistol down on me
Chorus
Well now, I can't start walking down the streets
Some pretty woman start breakin' down with me
Chorus:
Stop breakin' down,
Please, stop breakin' down
The stuff I got will bust your brains out, baby, hoo hoo,
It'll make you lose your mind.
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6. |
| 5:28 |
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Little Queen Of Spades
(Robert Johnson)
She is a little queen of spades
And the men will not let her be
Said she is a little queen of spades
And the men will not let her be
Everytime she makes a spread,
Oh, fair brown, cold chills run all over me
Gonna get me a gamblin' woman,
If it's the last thing that I do
Gonna get me a gamblin' woman,
If it's the last thing that I do
A man don't need a woman,
Oh fair brown, that he got to give all of his money to
Everybody said you got a mojo,
Cause baby, you've been using that stuff
Everybody said you got a mojo,
Baby you've been using that stuff
Got a way of trimmin' down,
Oh fair brown, and I mean it's most too tough
Little girl, since I am the king,
Baby, and you is the queen
Little girl, since I am the king,
Baby, and you is the queen
Let's us put our heads together,
Oh fair brown, and we make our money green
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7. |
| 4:27 |
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Taveling Riverside Blues
(Robert Johnson)
If your man gets personal, want you to have your fun
If your man gets personal, want you to have your fun
Well come on back to Friar's Point, mama,
Barrelhouse all night long
I got womens in Vicksburg, clean on into Tennessee
I got womens in Vicksburg, clean on into Tennessee
But my Friar's Point rider, now, hops all over me
I ain't gonna state no color but
Her front teeth is crowned with gold
I ain't gonna state no color but
Her front teeth is crowned with gold
She got a mortgage on my body, Lord,
A lien on my soul
Well, I'm goin' down to Rosedale,
Rider by my side
Lord, I'm goin' down to Rosedale,
Rider by my side
Well, we can still barrelhouse, baby,
On the river side
You can squeeze my lemon till
Juice run down my leg
You can squeeze my lemon till
Juice run down my leg
That's what I'm talking about!
But I'll be goin' back to Friar's Point, mama,
Rockin' to my head
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8. |
| 2:50 |
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Me And The Devil Blues
(Robert Johnson)
Early this mornin',
You knocked upon my door
Early this mornin', ooh,
You knocked upon my door
And I said, 'Hello, Satan,
I believe it's time to go'
Me and the devil,
Were walkin' side by side
Me and the devil, ooh,
Were walkin' side by side
I'm gonna beat my woman
Until I get satisfied
She said she don't see why
That I will dog her 'round
(Now, baby, you know you ain't doing me right)
She said she don't see why
That I will dog her 'round
Well it must be that old evil spirit
So deep down in the ground
..
You may bury my body,
Down by the highway side
(I don't care where you bury my body when I'm dead and gone)
You may bury my body, ooh,
Down by the highway side
Oh, my old evil spirit
Can get a Greyhound bus and ride
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9. |
| 3:01 |
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From four until late
I was wringing my hands and crying.
From four until late
I was wringing my hands and crying
I believe to my soul
That your daddy's Gulfport bound
From four until late
She made me a no-good barroom clown
From four until late
She made me a no-good barroom clown
You know she won't do nothing
But tear a good man's reputation down
A woman is like a dresser
Some man always running through its drawers
A woman is like a dresser
Some man always running through its drawers
She cause so many men
To wear an apron overall
When I leave this town
I will bid you fare farewell
When I leave this town
I will bid you fare farewell
And when I return again
You'll have a great long story to tell
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10. |
| 5:39 |
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Kind Hearted Woman Blues
(by Robert Johnson)
I got a kind-hearted woman,
Do anything in this world for me.
I got a kind-hearted woman,
Do anything in this world for me.
These evil-hearted women,
Man, they will not let me be.
I love my baby,
My baby don't love me.
I love my baby,
My baby don't love me.
Really love that woman,
Can't stand to leave her be.
Ain't but one thing makes Mr. Johnson drink.
Swear 'bout how you treat me, babe, I begin to think.
Oh babe, my life don't feel the same.
You break my heart when you call Mr. So-and-So's name.
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I got a kind-hearted woman,
Studies evil all the time.
I got a kind-hearted woman,
Studies evil all the time.
You wish to kill me,
Just to have it on your mind.
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11. |
| 2:42 |
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I got rambling, I got rambling all on my mind
I got rambling, I got rambling all on my mind
I hates to leave my baby, but she treats me so unkind
I got mean things, I got mean things all on my mind
I got mean things, I got mean things all on my mind
I hates to leave my baby, but she treats me so unkind
I'm going down to the station, catch the fastest train I see
I'm going down to the station, catch the fastest train I see
I got the blues 'bout miss so-and-so, and her son's got the blues about me
I got rambling, I got rambling all on my mind
I got rambling, I got rambling all on my mind
I hates to leave my baby, but she treats me so unkind
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Kind Hearted Woman Blues
(by Robert Johnson)
I got a kind-hearted woman,
Do anything in this world for me.
I got a kind-hearted woman,
Do anything in this world for me.
These evil-hearted women,
Man, they will not let me be.
I love my baby,
My baby don't love me.
I love my baby,
My baby don't love me.
Really love that woman,
Can't stand to leave her be.
Ain't but one thing makes Mr. Johnson drink.
Swear 'bout how you treat me, babe, I begin to think.
Oh babe, my life don't feel the same.
You break my heart when you call Mr. So-and-So's name.
..
I got a kind-hearted woman,
Studies evil all the time.
I got a kind-hearted woman,
Studies evil all the time.
You wish to kill me,
Just to have it on your mind.
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2. |
| - |
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Kind Hearted Woman Blues
(by Robert Johnson)
I got a kind-hearted woman,
Do anything in this world for me.
I got a kind-hearted woman,
Do anything in this world for me.
These evil-hearted women,
Man, they will not let me be.
I love my baby,
My baby don't love me.
I love my baby,
My baby don't love me.
Really love that woman,
Can't stand to leave her be.
Ain't but one thing makes Mr. Johnson drink.
Swear 'bout how you treat me, babe, I begin to think.
Oh babe, my life don't feel the same.
You break my heart when you call Mr. So-and-So's name.
..
I got a kind-hearted woman,
Studies evil all the time.
I got a kind-hearted woman,
Studies evil all the time.
You wish to kill me,
Just to have it on your mind.
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Hot tamales1 and they're red hot, yes she got'em for sale
Hot tamales and they're red hot, yes she got'em for sale
I got a girl, say she long and tall
She sleeps in the kitchen with her feets in the hall
Hot tamales and they're red hot, yes she got'em for sale, I mean
Yes, she got'em for sale, yeah
Hot tamales and they're red hot, yes she got'em for sale
Hot tamales and they're red hot, yes she got'em for sale
She got two for a nickel, got four for a dime
Would sell you more, but they ain't none of mine
Hot tamales and they're red hot, yes she got'em for sale, I mean
Yes, she got'em for sale, yes, yeah
Hot tamales and they're red hot, yes she got'em for sale
Hot tamales and they're red hot, yes she got'em for sale
I got a letter from a girl in the room
Now she got something good she got to bring home soon, now
Its hot tamales and they're red hot, yes she got em for sale, I mean
Yes, she got'em for sale, yeah
Hot tamales and they're red hot, yes she got em for sale
Hot tamales and they're red hot, yes she got em for sale
[Spoken:] They're too hot boy!
The billy got back in a bumble bee nest
Ever since that he can't take his rest, yeah
Hot tamales and they're red hot, yes you got'em for sale, I mean
Yes, she got'em for sale
Hot tamales and they're red hot, yes she got'em for sale
[Spoken:]
Man don't mess around em hot tamales now
'Cause they too black bad, if you mess around em hot tamales
I'm gonna upset your backbone, put your kidneys to sleep
I'll due to break away your liver and dare your heart to beat bout my
Hot tamales cause they red hot, yes they got
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5. |
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Come on
Baby, don't you wanna go home
Come on
Baby, don't you wanna go home
Back from the land of California
To my sweet home Chicago
Come on
Baby, don't you wanna go home
Come on
Baby, don't you wanna go home
Back from the land of California
To my sweet home Chicago
Two and two is four, babe
Four into two is eight
Come on now girl, don't you now make me late
And I've got to leave
Baby, don't you wanna go home
Back from the land of California
To my sweet home Chicago
One and one is two
Two and two is four
I'm here lonely, I hook and I gotta go
And I cry please
Baby, don't you wanna go home
Back from the land of California
To my sweet home Chicago
Come on
Baby, don't you wanna go home
Come on
Baby, don't you wanna go home
Back from the land of California
To my sweet home Chicago
Come on
Baby, don't you wanna go
Come on
Baby, don't you wanna go home
Back from the land of California
To my sweet home Chicago
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When You Got A Good Friend
(Robert Johnson)
When you got a good friend
That will stay right by your side,
When you got a good friend
That will stay right by your side,
Give her all of your spare time,
try to love and treat her right
I mistreated my baby,
And I can't see no reason why
I mistreated my baby,
And I can't see no reason why
Any time I think about it,
I just wring my hands and cry
Wonder, could I bear apologize,
Or would she sympathize with me?
Mmm, would she sympathize with me?
She's a brown-skin woman,
Just as sweet as a girlfriend can be
Mmm, baby I may be right or wrong
Baby, it's your opinion, well I may be right or wrong
Watch your close friend, baby,
Then your enemies can't do you no harm
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When you got a good friend
That will stay right by your side
When you got a good friend
That will stay right by your side
Give her all of your spare time,
Love and treat her right
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Tell me, milk cow,
what on earth is wrong with you?
Tell me, milk cow,
what on earth is wrong with you?
you have a new calf, hoo hoo,
and your milk is turnin' blue
Your calf is hungry,
and I believe he needs a suck
Your calf is hungry,
and I believe he needs a suck
but the milk is turnin' blue, hoo hoo,
and I believe he's outta luck
I feel like milkin' and my,
cow won't come
I feel like churnin' it and my, milk won't turn
I'm cryin' plea-hease, please,
don't do me wrong
You can give-a right milk and butter,
you-hoo, will stay at home
- 간 주 중 -
I feel like milkin' and my, cow won't come
I feel like churnin' it and my, milk won't turn
I'm cryin' plea-hease, don't do me wrong
You can give-a right milk and butter,
you-hoo, will stay at home
My milk cow been ramblin',
hoo hoo, for miles around
My milk cow been ramblin',
hoo hoo, for miles around
She been troublin' some other bull cow,
hoo hoo
Lord, in this man's town
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If I Had Possession Over Judgement Day
(by Robert johnson)
If I Had Possession Over Judgement Day
by Robert Johnson
If I had possession over judgment day,
If I had possession over judgment day,
Lord, the women I'm lovin' would have no right to pray.
And I went to the mountain, far as my eye could see.
Lord, I went to the mountain, far as my eye could see.
Some other man got my woman and the lonesome blues got me.
And I rolled and I tumbled, cried the whole night long.
Lord, I rolled and I tumbled, cried the whole night long.
And I woke up this morning, my biscuit rollin' on.
Had to fold my arms and slowly walked away.
(I didn't like the way she done.)
Lord, I fold my arms and I slowly walked away.
Well, I said in my mind,
'Your trouble gonna come some day.'
Well, now run here baby, get down on bended knee.
Lord, now run here baby, get down on bended knee.
I wanna tell you all about the way they treated me.
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Well I feel so lonesome
You'll hear me when I moan
And I feel so lonesome
You'll hear me when I moan
Who been drivin' my Terraplane
For you since I been gone?
I'd said, I'll flash your lights, mama
And the horn won't even blow
I even flash my lights, mama
And this horn won't even blow
I got a short in this connection
Way way down below
The coils ain't even buzzin'
The generator won't get that far
All in a bad condition
I gotta have the batteries charged
I'm cryin', please, please don't do me wrong
Who been drivin' my Terraplane?
Mr. Highway man
Please don't block the road
Mr. Highway man
Please, don't block the road
She ran a cold one hundred
Booked and I got to go
I'll get deep down in this connection
Keep on tanglin' with your wires
And when I mash down on your starter
Your spark plug will give me fire
I'm cryin' please, please don't do me wrong
Who been drivin' my Terraplane, I said who, yeah?
Keep on tanglin' with your wires
Whoo
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Me And The Devil Blues
(Robert Johnson)
Early this mornin',
You knocked upon my door
Early this mornin', ooh,
You knocked upon my door
And I said, 'Hello, Satan,
I believe it's time to go'
Me and the devil,
Were walkin' side by side
Me and the devil, ooh,
Were walkin' side by side
I'm gonna beat my woman
Until I get satisfied
She said she don't see why
That I will dog her 'round
(Now, baby, you know you ain't doing me right)
She said she don't see why
That I will dog her 'round
Well it must be that old evil spirit
So deep down in the ground
..
You may bury my body,
Down by the highway side
(I don't care where you bury my body when I'm dead and gone)
You may bury my body, ooh,
Down by the highway side
Oh, my old evil spirit
Can get a Greyhound bus and ride
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From four until late
I was wringing my hands and crying.
From four until late
I was wringing my hands and crying
I believe to my soul
That your daddy's Gulfport bound
From four until late
She made me a no-good barroom clown
From four until late
She made me a no-good barroom clown
You know she won't do nothing
But tear a good man's reputation down
A woman is like a dresser
Some man always running through its drawers
A woman is like a dresser
Some man always running through its drawers
She cause so many men
To wear an apron overall
When I leave this town
I will bid you fare farewell
When I leave this town
I will bid you fare farewell
And when I return again
You'll have a great long story to tell
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Well, I followed her to the station
With a suitcase in my hand
Lord, I followed her to the station
With a suitcase in my hand
Well, it's hard to tell, it's hard to tell
When all your love's in vain
All my love is in vain
When the train pulled up to the station
I looked her in the eye
When the train pulled up to the station
I looked her in the eye
I was lonesome, I felt so lonesome
And I could not help but cry
All my love is in vain
Well, the train it left the station
With two lights on behind
Well, the train it left the station
With two lights on behind
Well, the blue light was my blues
The red light was my mind
All my love is in vain
Oh oh,
Oh, Willie Mae
Oh oh oh oh oh
Oh, Willie Mae
Oh oh oh oh oh
Oh vee oh woe
All my love is in vain
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I got rambling, I got rambling all on my mind
I got rambling, I got rambling all on my mind
I hates to leave my baby, but she treats me so unkind
I got mean things, I got mean things all on my mind
I got mean things, I got mean things all on my mind
I hates to leave my baby, but she treats me so unkind
I'm going down to the station, catch the fastest train I see
I'm going down to the station, catch the fastest train I see
I got the blues 'bout miss so-and-so, and her son's got the blues about me
I got rambling, I got rambling all on my mind
I got rambling, I got rambling all on my mind
I hates to leave my baby, but she treats me so unkind
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Well, I followed her to the station
With a suitcase in my hand
Lord, I followed her to the station
With a suitcase in my hand
Well, it's hard to tell, it's hard to tell
When all your love's in vain
All my love is in vain
When the train pulled up to the station
I looked her in the eye
When the train pulled up to the station
I looked her in the eye
I was lonesome, I felt so lonesome
And I could not help but cry
All my love is in vain
Well, the train it left the station
With two lights on behind
Well, the train it left the station
With two lights on behind
Well, the blue light was my blues
The red light was my mind
All my love is in vain
Oh oh,
Oh, Willie Mae
Oh oh oh oh oh
Oh, Willie Mae
Oh oh oh oh oh
Oh vee oh woe
All my love is in vain
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Little Queen Of Spades
(Robert Johnson)
She is a little queen of spades
And the men will not let her be
Said she is a little queen of spades
And the men will not let her be
Everytime she makes a spread,
Oh, fair brown, cold chills run all over me
Gonna get me a gamblin' woman,
If it's the last thing that I do
Gonna get me a gamblin' woman,
If it's the last thing that I do
A man don't need a woman,
Oh fair brown, that he got to give all of his money to
Everybody said you got a mojo,
Cause baby, you've been using that stuff
Everybody said you got a mojo,
Baby you've been using that stuff
Got a way of trimmin' down,
Oh fair brown, and I mean it's most too tough
Little girl, since I am the king,
Baby, and you is the queen
Little girl, since I am the king,
Baby, and you is the queen
Let's us put our heads together,
Oh fair brown, and we make our money green
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Taveling Riverside Blues
(Robert Johnson)
If your man gets personal, want you to have your fun
If your man gets personal, want you to have your fun
Well come on back to Friar's Point, mama,
Barrelhouse all night long
I got womens in Vicksburg, clean on into Tennessee
I got womens in Vicksburg, clean on into Tennessee
But my Friar's Point rider, now, hops all over me
I ain't gonna state no color but
Her front teeth is crowned with gold
I ain't gonna state no color but
Her front teeth is crowned with gold
She got a mortgage on my body, Lord,
A lien on my soul
Well, I'm goin' down to Rosedale,
Rider by my side
Lord, I'm goin' down to Rosedale,
Rider by my side
Well, we can still barrelhouse, baby,
On the river side
You can squeeze my lemon till
Juice run down my leg
You can squeeze my lemon till
Juice run down my leg
That's what I'm talking about!
But I'll be goin' back to Friar's Point, mama,
Rockin' to my head
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