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Yonder comes Miss Rosie. How in the world do you know?
Well, I know her by the apron and the dress she wore. Umbrella on her shoulder, piece of paper in her hand, Well, I'm callin' that Captain, "Turn a-loose my man." Let the Midnight Special shine her light on me. Oh let the Midnight Special shine her ever-lovin' light on me. When you gets up in the morning, when that big bell ring. You go marching to the table, you meet the same old thing. Knife and fork are on the table, ain't nothing in my pan. And if you say a thing about it, you have a trouble with the man. Let the Midnight Special shine her light on me. Oh let the Midnight Special shine her ever-lovin' light on me. If you ever go to Houston, boy, you better walk right, And you better not squabble and you better not fight. Benson Crocker will arrest you, Jimmy Boone will take you down. You can bet your bottom dollar that you're Sugarland bound. Let the Midnight Special shine her light on me. Oh let the Midnight Special shine her ever-lovin' light on me. Well, jumping Little Judy, she was a mighty fine girl. She brought jumping to this whole round world. Well, she brought it in the morning just a while before day. Well, she brought me the news that my wife was dead. That started me to grieving, whooping, hollering, and crying. And I began to worry about my very long time. Let the Midnight Special shine her light on me. Oh let the Midnight Special shine her ever-lovin' light on me. |
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The news is out - all over town
That you've been seen - a-runnin' 'round I know that I - should leave, but then I just can't go - you win again. This heart of mine - could never see What ev'rybod - y knew but me Just trusting you - was my great sin What can I do - you win again. I'm sorry for - your victim now 'Cause soon his head - like mine will bow He'll give his heart - but all in vain And someday say - you win again. You have no heart - you have no shame You take true love - and give the blame I guess that I - should not complain I love you still - you win again. |
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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 don't want you to be no slave
I don't want you to work 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 my home I don't want your money too I just want to make love to you Well I can see by the way that you switch and walk And I can tell by the way that you baby talk And I know by the way that you treat your man I wanna love you baby, it's a cryin' shame I don't want you to bake my bread I don't want you to make my bed I don't want you cause I'm sad and blue I just want to make love to you |
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Walked up Ellum and I come down Main
Tryin' to bum a nickle, just to buy cocaine Ho, ho, honey take a whiff on me. Take a whiff on me, take a whiff on me And everybody, take a whiff on me Ho, ho, honey take a whiff on me Went to Mr. Lehman's on a lope Sign in the window said: 'No more coke'. Ho, ho, honey take a whiff on me. Take a whiff on me, take a whiff on me And everybody, take a whiff on me Ho, ho, honey take a whiff on me Goin' up State Street, comin' down Main Lookin' for the woman that uses cocaine. Ho, ho, honey take a whiff on me. Take a whiff on me, take a whiff on me And everybody, take a whiff on me Ho, ho, honey take a whiff on me I'se got a nickle, you'se got a dime... You buy the coke and I'll buy the wine. Ho, ho, honey take a whiff on me. Take a whiff on me, take a whiff on me And everybody, take a whiff on me Ho, ho, honey take a whiff on me The blacker the berry, the sweeter the juice Takes a brown-skinned woman, for my particular use. Ho, ho, honey take a whiff on me. Take a whiff on me, take a whiff on me And everybody, take a whiff on me Ho, ho, honey take a whiff on me Cocaine's for horses and not for men Doctors sat t'will kill you but they don't say when. Ho, ho, honey take a whiff on me. Take a whiff on me, take a whiff on me And everybody, take a whiff on me Ho, ho, honey take a whiff on me Whiff-a-ree and whiff-a-rye Gonna keep on a whiffin' boys, 'till I die. Ho, ho, honey take a whiff on me. |
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