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| 3:11 |
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| 3:19 |
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| 3:30 |
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| 2:47 |
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| 2:29 |
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| 2:48 |
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| 9. |
| 2:53 | 
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I don't want you to Be no slave I don't want you To wake all day I don't want you To be true I just want to make Love to you I don't want you to Wash my clothes I don't want you To keep our home I don't want your Money too I just want to make Love to you Love to you Love to you love to you They tell about the way you Switch and walk Now I can see by the way you Baby talk Now I can know by the way you Treat your man That I could love you baby until the Cryin' shame I don't want you to Cook my bread I don't want you To make my bed I don't want to Because I'm sad and blue I just want to make Love to you love to you love to you love to you... (repeat, and fade) |
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| 10. |
| 3:13 |
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So long, oh how I hate to see you go So long, oh how I hate to see you go And the way that I will miss you I guess you will never know We've been together so long, to have to separate this way We've been together so long, to have to separate this way I'm gonna let you go ahead on baby Pray that you'll come back home some day You said you once had loved me, but now I guess you have changed your mind You said you once had loved me, but now I guess you have changed your mind Why don't you reconsider baby Give yourself just a little more time |
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| 11. |
| 2:55 |
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Hey everybody, I was talkin' to you I ain't tellin' you jivin', this is the natural truth Mm mm mm, I got them Eisenhower blues Thinkin' about me and you, what on earth are we gonna do? My money's gone, my fun is gone The way things look, how can I be here long? Mm mm mm, I got them Eisenhower blues Thinkin' about me and you, what on earth are we gonna do? Taken all my money, to pay the tax I'm only givin' you people, the natural facts I only tellin' you people, my belief Because I am headed straight, on relief Mm mm mm, I got them Eisenhower blues Thinkin' about me and you, what on earth are we gonna do? Ain't go a dime, ain't even got a cent I don't even have no money, to pay my rent My baby needs some clothes, she needs some shoes Peoples I don't know what, I'm gonna do Mm mm mm, I got them Eisenhower blues Thinkin' about me and you, what on earth are we gonna do? |
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| 2:43 |
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My baby don't stand no cheatin', my babe Oh yeah she don't stand no cheatin', my babe Oh yeah she don't stand no cheatin', She don't stand none of that midnight creepin' My babe, true little baby, my babe My babe, I know she love me, my babe Oh yes, I know she love me, my babe Oh yes, I know she love me, She don't do nothin' but kiss and hug me My babe, true little baby, my babe - solo - My baby don't stand no cheatin', my babe Oh no, she don't stand no cheatin', my babe Oh no, she don't stand no cheatin', Ev'rything she do she do so pleasin' My babe, true little baby, my babe My baby don't stand no foolin', my babe Oh yeah, she don't stand no foolin', my babe Oh yeah, she don't stand no foolin', When she's hot there ain't no coolin' My babe, true little baby, my babe She's my baby (true little baby) ... |
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| 13. |
| 3:04 |
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now when i was a little boy at the age of five i had 'sumpin' in my pocket keep a lot of folks alive now i'm a man made twenty-one you know baby we can have a lot of fun i'm a man i spelled m-a-n man, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh all you pretty women stand in line i can make love to ya baby in a hours time i'm a man spelled m-a-n man instrumental i'm goin' back down to kansas too bring back the second cousin little john the concheroe i'm a man spelled m-a-n man, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh the line i shoot will never miss they way i make love to 'em they can't resist i'm a man i spell m-a-n man fades- ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh...oooh |
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| 2:56 |
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| 2:44 |
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Can't tell how long you're gone, can't tell how long you stay Someday baby, ain't no trouble for me, anymore It's good country fun, it's your home some day Ah keep on dancin' baby, let me dance one dance Well I know when I go, I'm livin' too fast. Someday I'll tell him about it, in my neighborhood I know you're leaving, and your comin' back home Gonna tell that little woman, that she don't do me no good. Someday Oh, without my lovin lady, I can't stay long. Someday Someday baby, you ain't gonna trouble poor me, anymore Good Bye baby, ah take my hand Don't want no woman no, which ain't have no man |
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| 2:26 |
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I'm gonna write a little letter, gonna mail it to my local DJ. It's a rockin' rhythm record I want my jockey to play. Roll Over Beethoven, I gotta hear it again today. You know, my temperature's risin' and the jukebox blows a fuse. My heart's beatin' rhythm and my soul keeps on singin' the blues. Roll Over Beethoven and tell Tschaikowsky the news. I got the rockin' pneumonia, I need a shot of rhythm and blues. I think I'm rollin' arthiritis sittin' down by the rhythm review. Roll Over Beethoven rockin' in two by two. Well, if you feel you like it go get your lover, then reel and rock it. Roll it over and move on up just a trifle further and reel and rock it, roll it over, Roll Over Beethoven rockin' in two by two. Well, early in the mornin' I'm a-givin' you a warnin' don't you step on my blue suede shoes. Hey diddle diddle, I am playin' my fiddle, ain't got nothin' to lose. Roll Over Beethoven and tell Tschaikowsky the news. You know she wiggles like a glow worm, dance like a spinnin' top. She got a crazy partner, oughta see 'em reel and rock. Long as she got a dime the music will never stop. Roll Over Beethoven, Roll Over Beethoven, Roll Over Beethoven, Roll Over Beethoven, Roll Over Beethoven and dig these rhythm and blues. |
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| 2:28 |
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I walk 47 miles of barbed wire, I use a cobra-snake for a necktie, I got a brand new house on the roadside, Made from rattlesnake hide, I got a brand new chimney made on top, Made out of a human skull, Now come on take a walk with me, arlene, And tell me, who do you love? Who do you love? Who do you love? Who do you love? Who do you love? Tombstone hand and a graveyard mine, Just 22 and i don't mind dying. Who do you love? Who do you love? Who do you love? Who do you love? I rode around the town, use a rattlesnake whip, Take it easy arlene, don't give me no lip, Who do you love? Who do you love? Who do you love? Who do you love? Night was dark, but the sky was blue, Down the alley, the ice-wagon flew, Heard a bump, and somebody screamed, You should have heard just what i seen. Who do you love? Who do you love? Who do you love? Who do you love? Arlene took me by my hand, And she said ooowee bo, you know i understand. Who do you love? Who do you love? Who do you love? Who do you love? |
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| 2:43 |
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| 2:20 |
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Oh Susie Q, Oh Susie Q, baby I love you, Susie Q. I like the way you walk, I like the way you talk, I like the way you walk, I like the way you talk, Susie Q. You say that you'll be true, You say that you'll be true, You say that you'll be true, Baby I love you, Susie Q. You say that you'll be mine, You say that you'll be mine, You say that you'll be mine, Baby all the time, Susie Q. Oh Susie Q, Oh Susie Q, Oh Susie Q baby I love you, Susie Q. I like the way you walk, I like the way you talk, I like the way you walk, I like the way you talk, Susie Q |
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| 2:16 |
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| 2:31 |
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Oh well, oh well, I feel so good today,
We touched ground on an international runway Jet propelled back home, from over the seas to the U. S. A. New York, Los Angeles, oh, how I yearned for you Detroit, Chicago, Chattanooga, Baton Rouge Let alone just to be at my home back in ol' St. Lou. Did I miss the skyscrapers, did I miss the long freeway? From the coast of California to the shores of Delaware Bay You can bet your life I did, till I got back to the U. S. A. Looking hard for a drive-in, searching for a corner café Where hamburgers sizzle on an open grill night and day Yeah, and a juke-box jumping with records like in the U.S.A. Well, I'm so glad I'm livin' in the U.S.A. Yes. I'm so glad I'm livin' in the U.S.A. Anything you want, we got right here in the U.S.A. |
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| 2:52 |
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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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| 2:27 |
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Ahh, you babes talk about your Madison shoes We got a thing we call the Madison blues We do the Madison blues We do the Madison blues We do the Madison blues baby Rock away your blues I know a gal her name is Lindsey Lou She told me she loved me but I know it ain't true Put on your Madison shoes Put on your Madison blue shoes I got the Madison blues Now put on your Madison blue shoes Ahh, you cats talking about your Madison shoes We do the thing we call the Madison blues We do the Madison blues We do the Madison blues We do the Madison blues baby Rock away your blues Ah you babes talk about your Madison shoes We got a thing we call the Madison blues We do the Madison blues We do the Madison blues We do the Madison blues baby Rock away your blues |
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| 2:47 |
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It could be a spoonful of diamonds Could be a spoonful of gold Just a little spoon of your precious love Satisfy my soul Men lied about a little --- Some of them cried about a little --- Some of them died about a little spoon--- Everything fightin' about a spoonful That spoon, that spoon, that --- 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 lied about that --- Some of them cried about that --- Some of them died about that --- But everything fightin' about a spoonful That spoon, that spoon, that --- It could be a spoonful of water Saved me from the desert sand But one spoon of them forty-five Saved you from another man Men lied about that --- Some of them cried about that --- Some of them died about that --- Everybody fightin' about a spoonful That spoon, that spoon, that --- |
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| 11. |
| 2:45 |
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| 12. |
| 2:31 |
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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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| 2:40 |
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| 3:12 |
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| 2:49 |
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| 2:22 |
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Your dogs ain't found a good girl, One that love you and give you warning Now you find that you been misused, Well how many girls can think all right She'd embarrass you anywhere, She'd make her friends think that she didn't care Give me the chance and I'd been begging And I just want to take care of you and I want you to Tell Mama, all about it, tell Mama, what you need Tell Mama, what you want and how that girl does things all right Let me hear you say "Yash" The girl you had didn't have no sense, she wasn't worth all the time you spent Had another man kick you out the door, now that same dude is wearing your clothes Tell your Mama, what you want, tell your Mama, what you need Tell your Mama, what you got to have |
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