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Everythin', everythin', everythin's gonna be alright this mornin'
Ooh yeah, whoaw Now when I was a young boy, at the age of five My mother said I was, gonna be the greatest man alive But now I'm a man, way past 21 Want you to believe me baby, I had lot's of fun I'm a man I spell mmm, aaa child, nnn That represents man No B, O child, Y That mean mannish boy I'm a man I'm a full grown man I'm a man I'm a natural born lovers man I'm a man I'm a rollin' stone I'm a man I'm a hoochie coochie man Sittin' on the outside, just me and my mate You know I'm made to move you honey, come up two hours late Wasn't that a man I spell mmm, aaa child, nnn That represents man No B, O child, Y That mean mannish boy I'm a man I'm a full grown man Man I'm a natural born lovers man Man I'm a rollin' stone Man-child I'm a hoochie coochie man The line I shoot will never miss When I make love to a woman, she can't resist I think I go down, to old Kansas Stew I'm gonna bring back my second cousin, that little Johnny Cocheroo All you little girls, sittin'out at that line I can make love to you woman, in five minutes time Ain't that a man I spell mmm, aaa child, nnn That represents man No B, O child, Y That mean mannish boy Man I'm a full grown man Man I'm a natural born lovers man Man I'm a rollin' stone I'm a man-child I'm a hoochie coochie man well, well, well, well hurry, hurry, hurry, hurry Don't hurt me, don't hurt me child don't hurt me, don't hurt, don't hurt me child well, well, well, well Yeah |
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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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On a ship that's made of paper,
Oh yeah, I will sail the seven seas. Fight a shark with a toothpick, Crawled home to you on my knees. There ain't nothin' baby I wouldn't do, sugar, Oh yeah baby, just to bring you home with me. I would rise up with the devil, Oh yeah, I would breathe smoke and fire. Or say were I on a tightrope, Walk a canyon on a wire. Just to kiss your sweet lips, honey, Oh yeah baby you know you're my desire. If a shark bought/bite off my leg, Oh baby and the sea were turned to sand. Turn my po' self over darlin' Crawl home to you on my hands. There ain't nothin' nothin' I wouldn't do baby, Oh yeah, oh yeah baby, just to be with you. Give up all of my money, Whoa, oh baby, I'd sleep right down on the floor. Call my mother-in-law honey, Whoa, oh I'd work for you 'til I got sore. I would do anything for you baby, Oh yeah, oh yeah, just to get you home once more. |
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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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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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Why do men go crazy
When a woman wears her dress so tight? Why do men go crazy When a woman wears her dress so tight? Well, it must be the same old thing That makes a tomcat fight all night Why do all of the men try to run A big legged woman down? Why do all of the men try to run A big legged woman down? Well, it must be the same old thing That makes a bulldog love a hound Well, it's the same thing Well, it's the same old thing Better tell me who is to blame Well, the whole world is a-fighting all about that same thing What makes you feel so good When your baby gets down her evening gown? What makes you feel so good When your baby gets down her evening gown? Well, it must be the same old thing That makes a preacher man lay his Bible down Well, it's the same thing Well, it's the same old thing Better tell me who is to blame Well, the whole world is a-fighting all about that same thing |
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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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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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Bernie Roth 19 from probably The Chess Box (MCA 80002) & Legends Of Blues Collectors Edition (), Forty days and forty nights Since my baby left this town Sunshinin' all day long But the rain keep comin' down She's my life I need her so Why she left I just don't know Forty days and forty nights Since I set right down and cried Keep rainin' all the time But the river is runnin' dry Lord help me it just ain't right I love that girl with all-a my might Forty days and forty nights Since my baby broke my heart Searchin' for her in a while Like a blind man in the dark Love can make a poor man rich Or break his heart I don't know which Forty days and forty nights Like a ship out on the sea Prayin' for her each night That she would come back-a home to me Life is love and love is right I hope she come back home tonight |
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I was standing in my kitchen,
Looking way out 'cross the field. Yes, I was standing in my kitchen, Looking way out 'cross the field. I thought I heard, I thought I heard, My little Geneva call me. Well I was standing at my window, Watching the rain begin to fall. Yes, I was standing at my window, Watching the rain begin to fall. I want to see Geneva so bad this morning, Man, she heals my all in all. Alright, Geneva Yes, I was standing in my door, Watching the sun go behind a tree. Yes, I was standing in my door, Watching the sun go behind a tree. I want to see Geneva so bad, so bad, Right now I'm on my bended knee. |
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Had a sweet little girl, I lose my baby, boy ain't that bad
Had a sweet little girl, I lose my baby, boy ain't that bad You can't spend what you ain't got, you can't lose some little girl you ain't never had Had money in the bank, I got busted, people ain't that bad Had money in the bank, I got busted, people ain't that bad You can't spend what you ain't got, you can't lose some little girl you ain't never had Ain't that the truth boys (instrumental) Had a sweet little home, it got burned down, people ain't that bad My own fault, people ain't that bad Well you know you can't spend what you ain't got, you can't lose some blues you ain't never had (instrumental) Have mercy! Sweet little home, got burned down, people ain't that bad Yeah you know I had a sweet little home, it got burned down, people ain't that bad Whoa you know you can't spend what you ain't got, you can't lose some little girl you ain't never had |
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