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1. | Poison Ivy |
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4. | You Give Me Fever |
5. | 24 Hours Of The Day |
6. | You Were Wrong |
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8. | You Got A Hole In Your Soul |
9. | Slow Blues (Instrumental) |
10. | The Dream |
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13. | Come See About Me |
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Sittin' here a thousand miles from nowhere
People, I'm in my one room country little shack
I'm sittin' here a thousand miles from nowhere
People, I'm in my own own one room country little shack
All my worries and companion
Is an old is an old 'leven foot cotton sack
I'm wanna leave oh early in the mornin'
People because I'm 'bout to go out on my mind
I'm gonna leave you early in the mornin'
People because, just because I'm 'bout to go out on my mind
I'm gonna find me some kind of good woman
Even if she's dumb, deaf, crippled or blind
Play your piano
Yeah, yeah
Lord you make me feel so good this morning, do it again
Have mercy, have mercy on me, have mercy on me
Alright
Yes, yes, yes
Oh Lord have mercy
You don't know
You don't know how how I feel
Lord have mercy down in this cotton field
You don' know
People, people you don't know how I feel
Have mercy in this cotton field
I know you're out there havin' a good time
Why don't you, why don't you make connection with me and give me some good deal
Let me have a little bit of Otis Spann please
So many ways
So many ways you can get the blues
So many ways
So so many ways you can get the blues
Yes, when you're down here on one of these cottonfields
Lord, you ain't got nothing to lose.
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The things that I used to do
Lord I won't do no more
The things that I used to do
Lord I won't do no more
I used to sit and hold your hand baby
And cry baby do not go
I used to search all night for you baby
Lord and my search would always end in vain
I used to search all night for you baby
Lord and my search would always end in vain
But I knew, I knew all along darlin'
that you was hid out wit' some other man
I'm goin' to send you back to your mother darlin'
Lord I'm goin' back to my family too
I'm goin' to send you back to your mother baby'
Lord I'm goin' back to my family too
'Cause nothin' nothin' I do can please ya' baby
Lord I just can't get along with you
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I've got a sweet little angel
And I love the way she spreads her wings
Yes I got a sweet little angel
And I love the way she spreads her wings
Yes when she spreads her wings around me
You know I get joy in everything
I asked my baby for a nickel
And she gave me a twenty dollar bill
Yes asked my baby for a nickel
And she gave me a twenty dollar bill
I asked her for a little drink of liquor
My baby gave me a whiskey still
Yes if my baby should quit me
Lord I do believe I would die
Yes if my baby my baby should quit me
I do believe I would die
Yes if you done love me little angel
Please please tell me the reason why
I just got to have a little more
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You Got A Hole In Your Soul |
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I'm ready, ready as any man can be
I'm ready, ready as any man can be
You know I'm ready for you
And I hope you're ready for me
I got an axe-hounds pistol build on a graveyard frame
That shoots tombstone bullets somewhere and a ball and chain
I'm drinkin' TNT, you know, I'm smokin' dynamite
You know I hope some screwball start a fight
'Cause I'm ready, oh aha
You know I'm ready for you
And I hope you're ready for me
Say now you pretty little chicks with your curly hair
I know you feel just like I ain't nowhere
But stop what your doin' and baby come over here
You know I can prove to ya baby that I ain't no square
'Cause I'm ready, sure enough now
You know I'm ready for you
And I hope you're ready for me
Come on let's get together now
Say now you pretty little chicks come here with your curly hair,
I know you feel just like I ain't nowhere
But stop what your doin' and baby come over here
You I can prove to ya baby that I ain't no square
'Cause I'm ready, sure enough now
You know I'm ready for you
And I hope you're ready for me
I've been drinkin' gin like never before
I feel so good, you know, I just gotta let you know
One more drink, you know and I wish you would
I takes a whole lotta lovin' to make me feel good
' Cause I'm ready, sure enough now
You know I'm ready for you,
And I hope you're ready for me
Oh, I'm ready
Oh, I'm ready
Ohhhhooo Lord
You know I'm ready for you
And I hope you're ready for me
Yeah
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It's your time now baby
Ohh but it's gonna be mine after awhile
I said it's your time right now baby
Lord but it's gonna be mine after awhile
You know you know if things don't change
I'm gonna move on down
She stayed out last night
And do you know she just walked in
The girl is gettin' ready
She's going back out again
I said just wait one minute
Just before you go
She didn't even look at me
She just turned and walked out the door
It's your time, it's your time, it's your time right now
Ohh, I gotta, I gotta, I gotta feelin'
Ohh it's gonna, it's gonna, it's gonna be my time after awhile
I got a look through my window
And guess what I seen
My baby sat with another man
In a long black limosine
I said it's your time, it's your time
Yes you know I, you know I got that feelin' woman
Baby it's gonna be my time after awhile
I just wanna talk to my baby:
And here's what I wanna say
Go ahead on and mistreat me
But every every dog got his day wow
Somebody better come here and get me baby
I just want to talk to my baby
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They called it stormy Monday,but Tuesday is as just as bad
Oh, they called it, they called it stormy Monday, but Tuesday, Tuesday is as just as bad
Oh, Wednesday is worst And Thursday oh so sad
The eagle flies on Friday now, Saturday I'll go out to play
Oh, the eagle, the eagle flies on Friday Saturday I'll go out and play
Sunday I'll go to church, and I fall on my knees and pray
I say, Lord have mercy, Lord have mercy on me
But Lord, Lord have mercy Lord have mercy on me
You know I'm crazy 'bout my baby
Lord, please send my baby back on to me
Help me out here man, help me out
Sun rise in the east, it set up in the west
Yes, the sun rise in the east baby, and it set up in the west
It's hard to tell, it's hard to tell, it's hard to tell
Which one, which one, which one a little bad
Yeah! Go ahead Do it one more time
Oh, the eagle flies on Friday Saturday I'll go out to play
Oh, the eagle flies on Friday You know Saturday I'll go out to play
Sunday I'll go out to the signify church Oh when I'll fall down on my knees and pray
I say, Lord have mercy Lord have mercy on me
Lord, Lord, Lord have mercy on me
Please, have mercy on me
You know I'm crazy, crazy 'bout my baby
Please, send her back, send her back on to me
Yeah!
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