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You know the gypsy woman told me that you your mother's bad-luck child
You know the gypsy woman told me that you your mother's bad-luck child Well, you're having a good time now, but that'll be trouble after while Well, you know I went to a gypsy woman to have my fortune told She say, "You better go back home son and peep through your, your key hole" You know the gypsy woman told me that you your mother's bad-luck child Well, you're having a good time now, but that'll be trouble after while Well, now, you know I went back home, I took the gypsy woman as she said I peeped through my keyhole and there was another man laying in my bed You know the gypsy woman told me that you your mother's bad-luck child Well, you're having a good time now, but that'll be trouble after while |
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| 2. |
| 2:45 |
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Well I'm goin' away to leave
Won't be back no more Goin' back down south, child Don't you want to go? Woman I'm troubled, I be all worried in mind Well baby I just can't be satisfied And I just can't keep from cryin' Well I feel like snappin' Pistol in your face I'm gonna let some graveyard Lord be your resting place Woman I'm troubled, I be all worried in mind Well baby I can never be satisfied And I just can't keep from cryin' Well now all in my sleep Hear my doorbell ring Looking for my baby I couldn't see not a doggone thing Woman I was troubled, I was all worried in mind Well honey I could never be satisfied And I just couldn't keep from cryin' Well I know my little old baby She gonna jump and shout That old train be late man, Lord And I come walking out I be troubled, I be all worried in mind Well honey ain't no way in the world could we be satisfied And I just can't keep from crying |
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| 3:12 |
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Well, now it gettin,
Late on into the evenin and I feel like, like blowin my home. When I woke up this mornin all I, I had was gone. Now it gettin, Late on into the evenin, man now, I feel like, like blowin my home. Well now, woke up this mornin, all I had was gone. Well, brooks run into the ocean, the ocean run in, into the sea, If I don't find my baby, somebody gonna sure bury me. Brooks run into the ocean, man, that ole ocean run into the sea, Well now, if I don't find my baby chile, somebody sure gonna bury me. Well, minutes seemed like hours, an hour don't it seem like days? Seems like my baby would stop her old evil way, Minutes seemed like hours, an hour seemed like days, Well now, seems like my baby child, whoo-hoo well, child, Would stop her low down ways. |
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| 2:51 | 
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| 5. |
| 2:34 |
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Let me tell you people a low down thing or two
I just can't stand that old evil way she do She gonna miss me, yeah, you're gonna miss me You're gonna miss me baby, when I'm dead and gone Came home this mornin', she wouldn't let me in She said, "Go away baby, I got too many friends" You're gonna miss me, yeah, you're gonna miss me You're gonna miss me baby, when I'm dead and gone Hard to love a woman when the woman don't love you She'll treat you so low down 'n' dirty, 'till you won't know what to do You're gonna miss me, hey, you're gonna miss me baby You're gonna miss me woman, when I'm dead and gone Well, bye-bye baby, I hope we meet again You won't be so evil when you won't have too many men You're gonna miss me baby, yeah, you're gonna miss me Yeah, you're gonna miss me woman, when I'm dead and gone |
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| 2:15 |
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I got a mean red spider,
and she been webbin' all over town I got a mean red spider, and she been webbin' all over town I'm gonna get me a mean black spider, so I can tear her cobweb down I got a break comin no need for me to moan I got a break is sho' comin', no need for me to moan That's jus' a mean red spider, she's breakin' up my happy home All right stop this stuff man Go ahead man If I don't go crazy, I will surely lose my mind Well you know if I don't go crazy, I will surely lose my mind I got a mean red spider, and she been webbin' all over town |
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| 3:18 |
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Well I've been workin' on the high line, baby, all day and night
I got a streamline woman. She makes my electro kick off right You said you really wanna be in the mood Yes, I've been workin' on the high line, baby, all day and night Well now, if you want to be my little girl, You'd mind me to so proper, when you're blue Child I've been workin' on the high line, baby, all day and night You know you're my streamline woman. You make my electro kick off right What kind of woman is that? All right, man Well now, you know I want you to pull down your windows, baby Won't hear that old troubadour whine Pull down your window blinds, so your next door neighbor, little girl |
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| 2:27 |
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| 9. |
| 2:44 |
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Hello canary bird, this is a letter home
Hello canary bird, this is a letter home Well you know I want you to fly the whole world over And find how my baby been gettin' along Well canary bird, when you get to Clarksdale Please fly down on Second Street Yes canary bird when you get to Clarksdale Please fly down on Second Street Well you know I don't want you to stop flyin' Until you take the letter out to Stovall for me Fly on, canary bird, fly on! On your way back home, please stop by Memphis a while Yes on your way back home, please stop by Memphis a while Well canary bird I want you to stroll down Beale Street And see can you see my little old angel child |
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| 3:00 |
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Woke up this morning, feel 'round for my shoes,
You know 'bout that babe, had them old walkin' blues. Woke up this morning, I feel 'round for my shoes, You know 'bout that babe, Lord, I had them old walkin' blues. Leavin' this morning, I had to go ride the blinds. I've been mistreated, don't mind dying. This morning, I had to go ride the blinds, I've been mistreated, Lord, I don't mind dying. People tell me walkin' blues ain't bad; Worst old feeling I most ever had. People tell me the old walkin' blues ain't bad. Well it's the worst old feeling, Lord, I most ever had. |
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| 11. |
| 5:37 |
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| 12. |
| 3:24 |
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Well, I wish I was a catfish,
Swimmin in a oh, deep, blue sea. I would have all you good lookin women, Fishin, fishin after me. Sure 'nough, a-after me. Sure 'nough, a-after me. Oh 'nough, oh 'nough, sure 'nough. I went to my baby's house, And I sit down oh, on her steps. She said, "Now, come on in now, Muddy." "You know, my husband just now left." "Sure 'nough, he just now left." "Sure 'nough, he just now left." Sure 'nough, oh well, oh well. Well, my mother told my father, Just before hmmm, I was born, "I got a boy child's comin," "He's gonna be, he's gonna be a rollin stone," "Sure 'nough, he's a rollin stone," "Sure 'nough, he's a rollin stone," Oh well he's a, oh well he's a, oh well he's a. Well, I feel, yes I feel, Feel that I could lay down oh, time ain't long. I'm gonna catch the first thing smokin, Back, back down the road I'm goin. Back down the road I'm goin. Back down the road I'm goin. Sure 'nough back, sure 'nough back. |
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| 3:09 |
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Well, I rolled and I tumbled, cried the whole night long
Well, I rolled and I tumbled, cried the whole night long Well, I woke up this mornin', didn't know right from wrong Well, I told my baby, before I left that town Well, I told my baby, before I left that town Well, don't you let nobody, tear my barrelhouse down Well, ahh, mmm-hmmm, owww, oww ooo, aww, oww, oh Aaa, mmm-hmmm, oww, oh oh oh owww, oww ooo, aww, oww, oh Well, if the river was whiskey, and I was a divin' duck Well, if the river was whiskey, and I was a divin' duck Well, I would dive to the bottom, never would I come up Well, I could a had a religion, this bad old thing instead Well, I could a had a religion, this bad old thing instead Well, all whiskey and women, would not let me pray |
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| 3:06 |
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| 2:54 |
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I'm going down in Louisiana, baby, behind the sun
I'm going down in Louisiana, honey, behind the sun Well, you know I just found out my troubles just begun I'm going down in New Orleans, hmmmh, get me a mojo hand I'm going down in New Orleans, get me a mojo hand (spoken aside by Little Walter) Aw, take me wit' ya when you go I'm gonna show all you good looking women, just how to treat your man (spoken) Let's go back to N'Orleans, boys |
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| 2:12 |
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| 17. |
| 3:22 |
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Sail on, sail on my little honey bee, sail on Sail on, sail on my little honey bee, sail on You gonna keep on sailing till you lose your happy home Sail on, sail on my little honey bee, sail on Sail on, sail on my little honey bee, sail on I don't mind you sailing, but please don't sail so long All right little honey bee... I hear a lotta buzzing, sound like my little honey bee I hear a lotta buzzing, sound like my little honey bee She been all around the world making honey But now she is coming back home to me |
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| 3:18 |
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Well, now, there's two, there's two trains running
Well, now, one run at midnight and the other one, Well, they ain't never, no, going my way running just 'fore day, it's running just 'fore day it's running just 'fore day, Oh Lord. sure 'nough they is Oh well Well, now, she's the one I'm loving, she's the one Mm mm, ho ho ho, somebody help me, ho, with these blues Oh Lord, sure 'nough I do I do hate to lose, I do hate to lose I do hate to lose, Oh well Well I done fell in love with a, I been crazy; yes, I been a fool, I been crazy, oh, all of my life with another man's wife, with another man's wife, Oh Lord, sure 'nough I done with another man's wife Oh well Lord, she's so long and tall, till she weep like a willow tree Well, now, they say she's no good, but she's all right, she's all right with me, she's all right, she's all right, she's all right, she's all right |
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| 2:30 |
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| 2:31 |
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Well, I was gone
Gone to the army I was gone, ver' long time Well, when I come back home, my baby Still says she's mine She still says she's mine She still says she's mine She's all right, she's all right She's all right, she's all right She's all right, she's all right Well, I give 'er Give her all a-my money Tell me what more, can I do-ooo? Well now, I really don't Wanna b'lieve she gon' She's gon' give it to you She gon give it to you She's all right, she's all right She's all right, she's all right She's all right, she's all right Well, I went Went to the church-house And I kneeled on my knees to pray I got to thinkin' about that girl She drove my She drove my spirit away She drove my spirit away She drove my spirit away She's all right, she's all right She's all right, she's all right Well, I could-a Could-a had religion Well, this bad old same day Tell now, whiskey an' women, won't now Let the ol' poorboy pray Let the poorboy pray Let the poorboy pray She's all right, she's all right She's all right, she's all right She's all right, she's all right. |
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| 3:05 |
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Oh, sad, sad day
Since my baby, she went away Oh, sad, sad day Since my baby she went away How long she been cheatin' I just found it out yesterday Oh, sad, sad day My baby, she don't love me no more, what a shame Oh, sad, sad day My baby, she don't love me no more You know I was knockin' at the front Somebody went out of my back door Oh, sad, sad day My baby, she don't love me no more Oh, sad, sad day My baby, she don't love me no more You know if you don't want me little girl I pack my few rags and go Oh, sad, sad day Since my baby, she put me down Oh, sad, sad day Since my baby, she put me down Yeah, you know my heart's been broken I'm about to lose my doggone mind |
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| 2:45 |
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| 23. |
| 3:11 |
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When the sun rose this morning, I didn't have my baby by my side.
When the sun rose this morning, I didn't have my baby by my side. I don't know where she was, I know she's out with some another guy. Don't the sun look lonesome shading down behind the trees? Don't the sun look lonesome shading down behind the trees? But don't your house look lonesome when your baby's packed to leave. Blow wind, blow wind, blow my baby back to me. Blow wind, blow wind, blow my baby back to me. Well you know if I don't soon find them, I will be in misery. Goodbye baby, that is all I have left to say. Goodbye baby, that is all I have left to say. But you have lost your good thing, go ahead and have your own way. ------------- Lyrics Powered by LyricFind Written By MCKINLEY MORGANFIELD (A/K/A: MUDDY WATERS) <i>Lyrics © BUG MUSIC</i> |
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| 3:07 |
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I want you to love me, love your baby slow
I want you to love me, love your baby slow Well, you know I want you to love me baby Until I drop dead in front of your door I want you to love me, love me with your own free will I want you to love me, love me with your own free will You know I want you to love me baby Love me and don't get me killed I want you to love me baby, until the house stand on my head I want you to love me baby, until the house stand on my head Well, you know I want you to love me baby Till you know I wished I was dead |
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