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by Albert
King
recording of 19
from The
Best Of Albert King (Stax 60-005 or Fantasy
60005), copyright
notice
(Spoken:
This is blues power!
Well
Play it now)
Ev'rybody understands the blues
Are you listening?
YEAH! [audience replies]
I say ev'rybody understands the blues
Ev'rybody from one day to another has the blues
You take the little baby that's layin' in the cradle
He can't get that milk bottle fast enough
He go to kickin' an'cryin'
An' goin' on, tearin' up the little baby bed
He got the blues
Can ya dig it?
YEAH! [audience replies]
Ha, ha, ha
You take this girl that's got this main squeeze
That's her boyfriend, that is, you know
An' he just bought a brand new GTO
You know she wanna be wit' him ev'rytime he cranks it up
An' go around the corner to the soda fountain
This is where she wanna go an'show it off
Where all the girls and guys be
You know what I mean?
An' she get ready to go out this particular night
An' her mother say, "Daughter you was just out last
night
You can't go out tonight, that's too many nights in a
row"
She go in the room an'fasten the door
An' won't answer the phone, won't eat
Won't talk to nobody
She got the blues
That's what's wrong wit' her
Some people call them the reds, the pinks
When ya get through
It's the old-fashioned country blues
That's right
I haven't seen my main squeeze
In ten long weeks, today
You know I got the blues
Can you dig it? ha, ha, ha
YEAH! [Audience replies]
Woo! Alright!
Ah but wait, I don't think you're with me
Let's ev'rybody get a thing goin' right here
Yes, yes, yes
Can you feel it?
YEAH!
I can't hear you, can you feel it?
YEAH!
Yes, yes
Sounds awful good, keep it, keep it, right there chilin'
Keep it right there, ha ha ha ha
The blues!
An' when you're doin' the blues
They so strong, that's the reason there named
They call 'em blues power, yeah
An' would you believe I invented blues power?
YEAH!
Ha, ha
Can you dig the blues power?
YEAH!
Let ev'rybody say "yeah"
YEAH!
Say it again, say "yeah"
YEAH!
Alright! Alright! Hey! Hey! Hey! Oh! Alright
Ha, ha, ha! Well! Woo! Ha, ha, ha! Oh man! Hey!
Ooh-oh!
Woo!
Thank you!
Thank you very much!
Thank you very kindly!
Woo!
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by Booker
T. Jones / William
Bell
recording of 1978
from Laundromat
Blues (Edsel 130) &
New
Orleans Heat (Rhino R2-70699)
& Born
Under a Bad Sign (Mobile Fidelity
UDCD01-00577) &
King
of the Blues Guitar (Atlantic
8213) & Chicago
1978 (Charly 754) &
The
Ultimate Collection (Rhino
71268), copyright
notice
One, two
Born under a bad sign
I been down since I begin to crawl
If it wasn't for bad luck, I wouldn't have no luck at
all
Hard luck and trouble is my only friend
I been on my own ever since I was ten
Born under a bad sign
I been down since I begin to crawl
If it wasn't for bad luck, I wouldn't have no luck at
all
I can't read, haven't learned how to write
My whole life has been one big fight
Born under a bad sign
I been down since I begin to crawl
If it wasn't for bad luck, I wouldn't have no luck at
all
I ain't lyin'
If it wasn't for bad luck I wouldn't have no kind-a luck
If it wasn't for real bad luck, I wouldn't have no luck at
all
Wine and women is all I crave
A big legged woman is gonna carry me to my grave
Born under a bad sign
I been down since I begin to crawl
If it wasn't for bad luck, I wouldn't have no luck at
all
Yeah, my bad luck boy
Been havin' bad luck all of my days, yes
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by Detroit
Junior / Al Perkins
recording of 1976 resp. 1977
from Tomato
Years (Rhino/Tomato R2 71623)
& King
Albert (Rhino 70395),
copyright
notice
Call my job, tell the boss I won't be in
Call my job, tell the boss I won't be in
Friday, Saturday, Sunday, I must've had too much weekend
Call my job, have someone operate my machine
Call my job, have someone operate my machine
You look so good to me this morning, I must've had too much
weekend
Hang the hat off the hook, lock the door too, spend my time,
making love to you
Call my job, tell the boss I won't be in Friday, Saturday,
Sunday,
I must've had too much weekend
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by Willie
Dixon / Chester
Burnett a.k.a. Howlin' Wolf
recording of 1961
from Chess
Blues (MCA 9340),
copyright
notice
Well she hot as red pepper, sweeter than cherry pie
I'm so glad she love me, love me all the time
Cutest little baby, sweet as she can be
All that love she got, it belongs to me
If you hear me howlin'
Callin' on my darlin'
Mmmm, mmmm, mmmm
Well she kiss me in the mornin', make the lights go out
Early in the mornin' she makes me jump and shout
That bad left she's got makes me really try
Makes me really know I'm too young to die
When you hear me howlin'
Callin' on my darlin'
Mmmm, mmmm, mmmm
Well she kiss me in the mornin', make the lights go out
Early in the mornin' she makes me jump and shout
That bad left she's got makes me really try
Makes me really know I'm too young to die
When you hear me howlin'
Callin' on my darlin'
Mmmm, mmmm, mmmm
Well she hot as red pepper, sweeter than cherry pie
I'm so glad she love me, love me all the time
Cutest little baby, sweet as she can be
All that love she got, it belongs to me
If you hear me howlin'
Callin' on my darlin'
Mmmm, mmmm, mmmm
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Note: also known as Howlin' On My Darlin'
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Can't
You See What You're Doing To Me
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by Albert
King
recording of 1970
from The
Best Of Albert King (Stax 60-005 or Fantasy
60005), copyright
notice
(Spoken:
I wonder where, I wonder where, this Sears Roebuck drummer
come from?
(laughter))
Hey baby, can't you see what you're doin' to me
Hey baby, baby, baby, can't you see what you're doin' to
me
Well you say you're gonna leave me, darlin'
You're goin' back to your old time, used to be
I work two jobs, I bring home all-a the pay
If you tell me you love me, then try to do some things my
way
Hey baby, can't you see what you're doin' to me
Well you say you're gonna leave me,
You're goin' back to your old time, used to be
Hey now! woo! yeah! yeah! come on band! sounds alright!
I work two jobs, I bring ya all-a the pay
If you tell me you love me, then try to do some things my
way
Hey baby, can't you see what you're doin' to me
Yeah, you say you're gonna leave me darlin'
You're goin' back to your old time, used to be
Hey baby, can't you see what you're doin' to me
Hey, baby, baby, baby, baby, baby
Can't you see what you're doin' to me
Now you say you're gonna leave me darlin'
You're goin' back to your old time, used to be
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Note: Stax single release 0069.
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by Ross
recording of 1976
from Albert
(Rhino 70398), copyright
notice
Hey, I went 'cross town to see my woman
I knocked upon her door
She said, "Baby I'm glad ya stopped by,
I just can't see ya no more"
Honey you've been replaced
(Honey you've been replaced)
I need a change of pace
(I need a change of pace)
Well I found a new face, so
Baby stay away, I need a change of pace
I never thought that she was cheating
I was the last one to know
I found out, yesterday
When I knocked upon her door
Honey you've been replaced
(Honey you've been replaced)
I need a change of pace
(I need a change of pace)
Honey, I found a new face
Baby stay away
(I need a change of pace)
Um!
I passed her on the sidewalk
Ya almost didn't even speak
People, I felt so doggone bad
Yes and my knees got weak
She said, you've been replaced
(Honey you've been replaced)
I need a change of pace
(I need a change of pace)
Honey I've found a new face
So baby stay away
(I need a change of pace)
I need a change of pace
(I need a change of pace)
I need a change of pace
(I need a change of pace)
Well I found a new face
So baby stay away, I need a change of pace
(Change of pace)
(I need a change of pace)
(Change of pace)
(I need a change of pace)
(I found a brand new face)
(Honey, you've been replaced)
(I need a change of pace)
(Change of pace)
Woo!
(I need a change of pace)
(Change of pace)
(I need a change of pace)
(I found a brand new face)
(Honey, you've been replaced)
(I need a change of pace)
(Change of pace)
(I need a change of pace)
(Change of pace)
(I need a change of pace)
(Honey, you've been replaced)
(I need a change of pace)
(I found a brand new face)
(Honey, you've been replaced)
(I need a change of pace)
(I need a change of pace)
(I need a change of pace)
Fading:
(Change of pace)
(I need a change of pace)
(I got a brand new face...)
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by Ford
recording of 19
from Laundromat
Blues (Edsel 130) &
The
Ultimate Collection (Rhino 71268)
& Born
Under a Bad Sign (Mobile Fidelity
UDCD01-00577) &
King
of the Blues Guitar (Atlantic
8213) & I
Wanna Get Funky (Stax
SCD-8536-2), copyright
notice
I'm a cross cut saw, just drag me 'cross your log
I'm a cross cut saw, just drag me across your log
I cut your wood so easy for you, you can't help but say 'Hot
dog!'
I've got a double-bladed axe, that really cuts good
I'm a cross cut saw, just bury me in the wood
I'm a cross cut saw, just drag me 'cross your log
I cut your wood so easy for you, you can't help but say 'Hot
dog!'
Some call me wood-choppin' Sam
Some call me wood-cuttin' Ben
Last girl I cut the wood for, want me back again
I'm a cross cut saw, just drag me 'cross your log
I cut your wood so easy for you, you can't help but say 'Hot
dog!'
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