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| 1. |
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Miss Judy she was moody
Owned a sweaty farm in old Alabam I was just 18, crude and mean All I needed was to get my own way Get out of my way Miss Judy she could have me Any hour of the working day She'd send me in the corn field mid afternoon Said son it's all part of your job Miss Judy had a cross eyed poodle That I would kick if I was given the chance Never was amused by the kindness I used I was whipped in the barn until dawn It hurt me Last summer we was restless Were gonna make a stand and burn down your farm But it was all in the head 'Cause out in the yard Miss Judy had the National Guard We was beaten, before we started Miss Judy she was moody And she always didn't get her own way Just state the facts, get it right Kick her when she's down |
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| 2. |
| 3:43 |
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My mom she likes you, she thinks your swell
Got the makings of a dance hall girl Your low cut frock and your birds nest hair Stepping up heels and the way that you smell She says to take you back To see my folks again on Sunday Why it looks as though there's nobody in They've all went out to see my Auntie Renny Don't you worry you just come right in I'm sure we'll pass the time 'til they come home Well let me take your coat Take off your shoes, warm your toes, try the sofa Its getting dark we'll miss the late night bus It's only eight but I'm not taking any chances What's that noise why'd they come back so soon Straighten your dress you're really looking a mess I'll wet my socks pretend we just got caught in the rain Oh your so rude |
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| 3:06 |
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It's hard to believe that this is the place
Where we were so happy all our lives Now so empty inside and feeling no pain Waiting for a hammer, and a big ball and chain They can tear it all down and build something new But only I remember what was here Tomorrow comes easy, just another day gone How long will I have to keep returning? Now I look back think I've known all the time I've been finding myself for so long All the vows that we made Count for old bags of lumber Disappear on the cart down the road |
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| 2:35 |
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Well, well, hello and how are you?
Fancy seeing you here. Don't let it show. No look, no one must know Why! They're playing "Tracks Of My Tears" Just pretend its all over, Like you have for so long. I thought time was a healer, But I guess I was wrong. I am to blame But we were so young. Oh, how was I to know? But you said you still want me, You opened up an old wound Then you left me here bleeding. And my minds black and blue. Now you got yours, and I got mine. And there's no debts or dues Oh, what can we do? |
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| 4:40 |
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In the mornin dont say you love me,
cause Ill only kick you out of the door I know your name is rita cause your perfumes smellin sweeter Since when I saw you down on the floor. Wont need to much pursuadin I dont mean to sound degradin, But with a face like that you got nothin to laugh about. Red lips, hair and fingernails, I hear youre a mean old jezebel Lets go up stairs and read my tarot cards Stay with me, stay with me For tonight youd better stay with me Stay with me, stay with me For tonight youd better stay with me So, in the mornin, please dont say you love me cause you know Ill only kick you out the door Yeah, Ill pay your cab fare home, you can even use my best cologne, Just dont be here in the mornin when I wake up Stay with me, stay with me For tonight youd gonna stay with me Sit down, get up, get out. |
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| 6. |
| 4:37 |
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I left you on the debris
At the Sunday morning market You were sorting through the odds and ends You was looking for a bargain I heard your footsteps at the front door And that old familiar love song 'Cause you knew you'd find me waiting there At the top of the stairs I went there and back Just to see how far it was And you, you tried to tell me But I had to learn for myself There's more trouble at the depot With the general workers union And you said, "They'll never change a thing Well, they won't fight and they're not working" Oh, you was my hero How you are my good friend I've been there and back And I know how far it is But I left you on the debris Now we both know you got no money And I wonder what you would have done Without me hanging around |
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| 5:28 |
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Long distance information give me memphis tennesee Help me find the party trying to get in touch with me She could not leave her number, but i know who placed the call 'cause my uncle took the message and he wrote it on the wall. Help me information get in touch with my marie; She's the only one who'd phone me here from memphis, tennesee. Her house is on the south side, high up on a ridge Just about a half a mile from the mississippi bridge. Last time i saw marie, she was waving me goodbye With hurry home drops on her cheeks that trickeled from her eye Marie is only six years old, information, please Try to put me through to her in memphis, tennesee |
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| 3:14 |
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Too bad we was thrown downstairs
You never got a chance to sing We were quite polite With one invite To keep us off the street We mingled for a minute or two With the high class clientele And then somebody said who invited them That crowd of refugees What an insult to be shown the door Before we could shake a leg I was most intrigued by the colored queen Leaning on the kitchen door Then I was ushered with my friends By the butler who was twelve feet tall Well let me please explain That were not to blame We just don't have the right accent No, no All we wanted to do was to socialize Oh you know its a shame I was always getting the pain All we wanted to do was to socialize Oh you know its a shame How we always get the blame Twenty girls, damp hotels Is where I'm gonna stay Cause now I see what it's all about I didn't at the old school side Don't worry we had more fun Waiting for the all night bus Too bad my regional tongue Gave us away again |
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| 5:05 |
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Sit right down if you can spare me a minute
I got a tale that's bound to break your heart Concerns my brother, who's thin and played violin Got it in his head that an IQ is all you need He went his way; I couldn't discover mine I didn't worry if I ever saw him again He's made a profit while I don't even own a pocket And the last I heard he was sitting at the top of the tree Wait a minute Late last night, reading my underground press Came a knock on the door; thought it was the third world war Lord above, I did not recognize him I said have a cup of coke here, maybe that's all you need He said the smell of the city, kid - it's trying to kill me My eyes are getting muddy, Christ; I'm aging fast My kind of music I knew - it wasn't gonna to be simple But have a quick listen, kid, maybe that's all you need Don't stop; you make me feel much better Tell me, my brother, do you think that's all I need? Yeah, yeah Don't it make you happy? Well, well, well, well, well That's all you need |
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