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I'd rather be the devil, to be that woman man1
I'd rather be the devil, to be that woman man Aw, nothin' but the devil, changed my baby's mind Was nothin' but the devil, changed my baby's mind I laid down last night, laid down last night I laid down last night, tried to take my rest My mind got to ramblin', like a wild geese From the west, from the west The woman I love, woman that I loved Woman I loved, took her from my best friend But he got lucky, stoled her back again And he got lucky, stoled her back again "... The devil was stronger than I was, an' he did have, and is got now, a certain amount of power... And he lives in hell, and that's where he haves his part. And God give him a certain amount of time to be on the earth, in the bowels, persuadin' people... He still have agencies out. Everywhere you've been. And then he's a man don't never sleep. he never get offa his job or duty, That is, you can lay down happy at night, you and your companion... and in harmony. Everything goin' well. Satan'll creep in the house overnight... next mornin' you cannot get a good word out of her. Why?. Because satan has got the bill of sale over her. He done crept in overnight |
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I would rather be buried in some cypress grove
I would rather be buried in some cypress grove To have some woman, Lord, that I can't control And I'm goin' away now, I'm goin' away to stay And I'm goin' away now, I'm goin' away to stay That'll be all right, pretty mama, you gonna need my help someday And the sun goin' down, and you know what your promise means And the sun goin' down, you know what your promise means And what's the matter, baby, I can't see I would rather be dead and six feet in my grave I would rather be dead and six feet in my grave Than to be way up here, honey, treated this a-way And the old people told me, baby, but I never did know The old people told me, baby woman, but I never did know "The good book declare you got to reap just what you sow" When your knee bone's achin' and your body cold When your knee bone's achin' and your body cold Means you just gettin' ready, honey, for the cypress grove |
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| 3:04 |
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| 3:04 |
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| 2:50 |
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Hard times is here and everywhere you go
Times are harder than they ever been before Um, hm-hm Um-hm Um, hm-hm Um, hm-hm-hm You know that people they are drifting from door to door But they can't find no heaven I don't care where they go Um, hm-hm Um-uh-hm Mm-hm-hm Um, hm-hm-hm People, if I ever can get up Off of this old hard killing floor Lord, I'll never get down this low no more Um, hm-hm-hm Hm, um-hm Hm, hm-hm Hm, hm-hm-hm Well, you hear me singing this old lonesome song People, you know these hard times can't last us so long Hm, hm-hm Hmm, hmm Hm, hm-hm Hm, hm-hm-hm You know, you'll say you had money you better be sure But these hard times gonna kill you just drive a lonely soul Um, hm-hm Umm, hmm Umm, hm-hm Hm, hm-hm-hm (guitar) Umm-hm Hmm-hm-hm Umm-hm Hm-hm-hm Hmm, hm-hm-hm (guitar to end) |
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| 3:01 |
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Let Jesus lead you, let Jesus lead you
Let Jesus lead you all the way All the way from up to heaven Let Jesus lead you all the way He's a mighty good leader, he's a mighty good leader He's a mighty good leader all the way All the way from up to heaven He's a mighty good leader all the way He led my mother, he led my mother He led my mother all the way All the way from up to heaven He led my mother all the way |
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| 2:56 |
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| 11. |
| 2:39 |
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Skip James Drunken Spree early version
I love my darlin' yes I do I love her 'til the sea go dry And if I thought she didn't love me I'd take morphine and die It was late last night when Willie come home She made one rap on the door "Is that you Willie? I'd like to know Darlin' don't you rap no more" The last good word I heard my mother say Sonny come hold my hand/head Oh me, oh my never let a dollar by I pawned my watch an' I pawned my chain I pawned my gold diamond ring If that don't settle my drunken spree Lord I'll never drink no more You had me ??darn?? my ??? ??? An' all my dirty clothes It was late last night when Willie come home She made one rap on the door "Is that you Willie? I'd like to know Darlin' don't you rap no more" I love my darlin' yes I do I love her 'til the sea go dry And if I thought she didn't love me I'd take morphine and die |
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| 2:51 |
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Note: hyphen= word/words unsung
Eee, an I'm so glad Yes sir, I'm glad Until I just don't know What to do An I am tired a-weeping I'm so tired a-moanin' I'm so tired of groanin' for you (guitar) Eee, an I am so - Yes, I am mighty glad Until I just don't know what - Would you be my little darlin'? Would you be my dear? Would you be my darlin' Be my dear? Then I would be mighty - I would be mighty glad Then I just wouldn't know What to do When I say, 'Coo-coo-coo' Just like a little baby, do I would love to have A lovely kiss from you Then I would be mighty - Then I would be so - Until I just wouldn't know - You know, I'm tired a-weeping I'm so tired of a-moanin' I'm so tired of groanin' for you (guitar) Eee, an I am so glad Yes, I'm so glad Until I just don't know What to do-ooo-woo-ooo-ooo. ~ |
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| 3:03 |
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| 2:54 |
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| 2:54 |
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| 3:03 |
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| 2:51 |
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Note: hyphen=word unsung
Oh, Mr. Crest, Mr. Crest How in the world you Expect for me to rest? Oh, Mr. Crest, Mr. Crest How in the world you Expect for me to rest? You've got my 22-20 Layin' up across my breast Oh, if I send for my baby An she act a fool An she don't never come If I send for my baby She act a fool An she don't never come All the doctors in New York City I declare, they can't help her none You know, sometimes she gets unruly An she act like she just don't wanna do Sometimes she gets unruly An she act like she just don't wanna - But I get my 22-20 I cut that woman half in two Oh, your.38 Special Buddy, it's most too light Your .38 Special Buddy, it's most too light But my 22-20 Will make ev'rything, alright Ah-or, your .44-40 Buddy, it'll do very well Your .44-40 Buddy, it'll do very well But my .22-20 I declare you, it's a-burnin' hell I was stranded on the highway-hi With my 22-20 in my - I was standin' on the highway With my 22-20 in my - They got me 'cussed for murder I declare, I never have harmed a man Lord, oh I measured my gun An it's just a-long as my right arm I measured my gun An it's just a-long as my right - I'm gon' raise me some sand And back down the road, I declare. ~ |
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| 2:55 |
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| 19. |
| 2:57 |
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Well got up this morning, feeling 'round for my shoes
Know about that, I got the walkin' blues I said I got up this morning, I was feeling 'round for my shoes I said you know about that now, I got the walkin' blues. The blues aint nothing but a lowdown shaking chill If you aint had 'em I hope you never will Oh, the blues is a lowdown old aching chill If you aint had 'em boys, I- I hope you never will. When you get worried drop me a line If I don't go crazy, honey, I'm going to lose my mind When you get worried I said sit down and drop me a line If I don't go crazy, honey, I'm going to lose my mind. Your hair aint curly, your doggone eyes aint blue If you don't want me what the world I- I want with you? Oh, your hair aint curly and your doggone eyes aint blue I said now if you don't want me, babe, what the wide world I want with you? Don't a man feel bad the Good Lord's sun go down? He don't have nobody to throw his arms around Can't a man feel bad, I said when the Good Lord's sun go down? I said he don't have a soul, not to throw his arms around. Looky here baby, what you want me to do? I've done all I could just to get a-along with you Looky here honey, what do you want poor me to do? I say I've done all I could, honey, just to get along with you. You know I love my baby like the cow love to chew her cud I'm layin' round here though I aint doin' no good Ooh, I love you honey like the cow love to chew her cud I'm layin' round here, baby, but I- I sure aint doin' no good. You know the minutes seem like hours, the hours seem like days Seem like my baby don't stop her lowdown ways Oh, the minutes seem like hours, I said the hours, they seem like days You know it seems like my bride never stop her old lowdown ways. I'm going to the gypsy now to have my fortune told, I believe somebody is stealing my jelly roll I'm going to the gypsy, I believe I'll have my fortune told, 'Cos I believe somebody is trying to steal my jelly roll. I got up this morning, feeling sick and bad, Thinking 'bout the good times that I once have had I said soon this morning, I was feeling so sick and bad, You know I was thinking 'bout the good times now that I- I once have had. The sun is going down behind that old western hill Yes, yes, Ooh, behind that old western hill And I wouldn't do nothing boys, not against my woman's will. You know I'm going away, I'll stay a great long time I aint coming back here until you change your mind Oh, I'm going away, I believe I'll stay a great long time I said I aint coming back, honey, until you change your mind. |
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| 3:08 |
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| 3:15 |
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| 3:05 |
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| 2:54 |
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| 24. |
| 3:12 |
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| 25. |
| 3:16 |
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