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Don't care how long you go,
I don't care how long you stay, it's good kind treatment, bring you home someday. Someday baby, you ain't gonna trouble, poor me, anymore. Now you keep on bettin', that the dice won't pass. Well I know, and I know, whoa, oh you're livin' too fast. Someday baby, you ain't gonna trouble, poor me, anymore. Yeah, I'll tell everybody, in my neighborhood. You're a kind little woman, but you don't do me no good. But someday baby, you ain't gonna trouble, poor me, anymore. I know you're leaving, if you call that's gone. Oh without my lovin' yeah, oh, you can't stay long. Someday baby, you ain't gonna trouble, poor me, anymore. Well good bye baby, yeah well take my hand. I don't want no woman no, who can't have no man. But someday baby, you ain't gonna trouble, poor me, anymore. Trouble no more. Oh yeah... yeah babe. |
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| 3:46 |
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Don't care how long you go,
I don't care how long you stay, it's good kind treatment, bring you home someday. Someday baby, you ain't gonna trouble, poor me, anymore. Now you keep on bettin', that the dice won't pass. Well I know, and I know, whoa, oh you're livin' too fast. Someday baby, you ain't gonna trouble, poor me, anymore. Yeah, I'll tell everybody, in my neighborhood. You're a kind little woman, but you don't do me no good. But someday baby, you ain't gonna trouble, poor me, anymore. I know you're leaving, if you call that's gone. Oh without my lovin' yeah, oh, you can't stay long. Someday baby, you ain't gonna trouble, poor me, anymore. - 간 주 중 - Well good bye baby, yeah well take my hand. I don't want no woman no, who can't have no man. But someday baby, you ain't gonna trouble, poor me, anymore. Trouble no more. Oh yeah... yeah babe. |
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| 3:38 |
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Oh, tell me 'bout the car I saw,
parked outside your door, tell me what you left me waiting, two or three hours for. Tell me why when the phone rings baby, you're up and across the floor, please don't keep me wonderin' no longer. - 간 주 중 - I think about the bad times, Lord I think about yours and mine, you were lost in the silver spoon, thought I pulled you out in time. And I hope that you got reasons, for the way that you've been lyin', please don't keep me wonderin' no longer. - 간 주 중 - I think I'm gonna go now, but you know that I'll be back. Now you can think it over Baby, tell me how you're gonna act. I'm gonna keep on holding on, but I don't get no stronger, please don't keep me wonderin' no longer. - 간 주 중 - please don't keep me wonderin' no longer. |
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| 13:10 | 
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| 5:16 |
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Ain't but one way out baby, Lord I just can't go out the door.
Ain't but one way out baby, and Lord I just can't go out the door. Cause there's a man down there, might be your man I don't know. Lord you got me trapped woman, up on the second floor; If I get by this time I won't be trapped no more. So raise our window baby, I can ease out soft and slow. And lord, your neighbors, no they won't be Talking that stuff that they don't know. Lord, I'm foolish to be here in the first place, I know some man gonna walk in and take my place. Ain't no way in the world, I'm going out that front door Cause there's a man down there, might be your man I don't know. Cause there's a man down there, might be your man I don't know. Cause there's a man down there, Freely Lord, it just might happen to be your man... Lord, it just a might be your man, Oh baby, I just don't know... |
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| 4:18 |
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The bell has tolled, my baby caught that train 'n gone The barrel-house told me, my baby caught that train 'n gone It was all my fault, I musta' did somebody wrong. Everything that happens, you know I am to blame. Everything that happens, you know I am to blame. I'm gonna find myself a doctor, perhaps my luck will change. Ah, my mamma she told me, these days will surely come. I wouldn't listen to her, had to have my fun. The barrel-house told me, my baby caught that train 'n gone. But it's all my fault, I musta' done somebody wrong, oh yeah. The barrel-house told me, my baby caught that train 'n gone The barrel-house told me, my baby caught that train 'n gone It was all my fault, I musta' did somebody wrong. Oh play the blues... |
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| 10:40 |
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They call it Stormy Monday
But Tuesday's just as bad. They call it Stormy Monday But Tuesday's just as bad. Lord, and Wednesday's worse And Thursday's all so sad. The eagle flies on Friday, Saturday I go out to play. The eagle flies on Friday, Saturday I go out to play. Sunday I go to church, Gonna kneel down and pray. Lord have mercy, Lord have mercy on me. Lord have mercy, Lord have mercy on me. Though I'm tryin' and tryin' to find my baby, Won't someone please send her home to me. |
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| 19:25 |
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| 1. |
| 5:32 |
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| 2. |
| 22:44 |
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I've been run down and I've been lied to.
And I don't know why, I let that mean woman make me a fool. She took all my money, wrecks my new car. Now she's with one of my good time buddies, They're drinkin in some cross-town bar. Sometimes I feel, sometimes I feel, Like I been tied to the whippin post. Tied to the whippin post, tied to the whippin post. Good Lord, I feel like I'm dyin. My friends tell me, that I've been such a fool. But I had to stand by and take it baby, all for lovin you. Drown myself in sorrow as I look at what you've done. But nothing seemed to change, the bad times stayed the same, And I can't run. Sometimes I feel, sometimes I feel, Like I been tied to the whippin post. Tied to the whippin post, tied to the whippin post. Good Lord, I feel like I'm dyin. Sometimes I feel, sometimes I feel, Like I been tied to the whippin post. Tied to the whippin post, tied to the whippin post. Good Lord, I feel like I'm dyin. |
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| 33:59 |
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Berry Oakley, Jaimoe Johanny Johansen and Butch Trucks
Copyright 1972 Unichappel Music, Inc., F.R. Betts Music, Elijah Blue Music and Peer International Corp. Instrumental |
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| 7:34 |
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