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I
Lost Sight Of The World
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by Deadric
Malone
recording of 19
from The
"3B" Blues Boy - The Blues Years: 1952-1959 (ACE CDCHD
302), copyright
notice
I just turned my head, somebody stole my girl
I just turned my head, somebody stole my girl
I just closed my eyes, lost sight of the world
I meant to take a two weeks vacation, made a mistake by
staying four
I meant to take a two weeks vacation, made a mistake by
staying four
Well when I got home one mornin', somebody had changed the
lock on my front door
Oh yeah
That's why I get up early every mornin', as strange as it
may seem
Well I get up early every mornin', as strange as it may
seem
Well you know ain't nothing coming to a sleeper
Nothing but a dream
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by Deadric
Malone
recording of 19
from The
Best Of Bobby "Blue" Bland (MCA
31219), copyright
notice
I pity the fool, I pity the fool, I pity the fool,
I pity the fool that falls in love with you,
and expects you to be true, I pity the fool
Look at the people,
I know you wonder what they're doing
They're just standing there,
watching you make a fool out of me
Look at me people
I know you wonder what they're doing
They're just standing there,
watching you make a fool out of me
I pity the fool that falls in love with you
I pity the fool, I pity the fool who falls in love with
you
You'll break his heart one day then you'll laugh and walk
away
I pity the fool
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Note: one of eleven Top Ten list R&B hits of Bobby
Bland.
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by Don
Robey
recording of 1957
from The
"3B" Blues Boy - The Blues Years: 1952-1959 (ACE CDCHD
302), copyright
notice
Lord knows I try, to do what's right
One whole long year I stayed home both day and night
'Cause I smell-a, hmmm, trouble, way over yonder way up
there ahead of me
Yes, worries and troubles, Lord, they just won't let me
be
People talk about me, both night and day
I said, "Lord, please forgive them and go the other way"
'Cause I smell-a, hmmm, trouble, Lord, I smell trouble ahead
of me
Yes, worries and troubles, Lord, they just won't let me
be
And from now on, I will not run and hide
I'll face trouble with s smile, and hope it pass me by
'Cause I smell-a, hmmm, trouble, way over yonder way up
there ahead of me
Yes, worries and troubles, they just won't, they just won't,
they just won't let me be
Oh yeah
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It's
My Life, Baby
by F. Washington / Don
Robey
recording of 1955
from The
"3B" Blues Boy - The Blues Years: 1952-1959 (ACE CDCHD
302), copyright
notice
Well, it's my life, baby, don't try to change my
ways
Yes, it's my life, baby, don't try to change my ways
Well, if you want my loving, don't make no graveyard
play
How can you tell to me, when you're advice is better for
you
Yes, how can you tell to me, when you're advice is better
for you
How can you say that you love me, when I know you won't be
true
Well you're always tellin' people, I drink too much,
but ev'rytime I get a bottle you add your little touch
It's my life, baby, don't try to change my ways
Well, if you want my loving, don't make no graveyard
play
Well, it's my life, pretty baby, let me live it like I
please
Well, it's my life, pretty baby, let me live it like I
please
Well, if things aren't gonna suit you, baby you can take off
with the breeze
(spoken: This is my life, let me live it like I please,
won't you?)
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by Joe
Scott / Don
Robey
recording of 19
from The
"3B" Blues Boy - The Blues Years: 1952-1959 (ACE CDCHD
302), copyright
notice
Well somebody, yeah somebody
Please somebody, before I go insane
Oh somebody
Please lend a helpin' hand?
I've got money and I've got a place to stay
I've got money and I've got a place to stay
But everybody needs a friend
Both night and day
Well I walk, talk, but all by myself
Well I walk, talk, but all by myself
I'm so afraid, it's gonna worry me to death
Well somebody, yeah
Please somebody, oh baby
Please somebody,
Won't you lend a helpin' hand? yeah
Well I walk, talk, but all by myself
Well I walk, talk, but all by myself
I'm so afraid, it's gonna worry me to death
Yeah
Yes, somebody well
Umm mmm somebody
Really somebody
Oh somebody
Won't you lend a helpin' hand?
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by L. Harper
recording of 19
from The
"3B" Blues Boy - The Blues Years: 1952-1959 (ACE CDCHD
302), copyright
notice
When I thought I was so high above you
You were so good to me
Even though you knew I didn't love you
You were still good to me
And when it used to make me happy
To see you cry
You were so good to me
And that's no lie
You used to call me, "Bobby, Little Boy Blue"
You said, "Blow your horn baby, Little Boy Blue"
You used to call me "Bobby, BOBBY"
So nice to me baby
Oh yes you were
I remember baby
When you cried all night long
I know now darling
I was doing you wrong
If I had a million dollars
I'd give you every, a-every dime
Just to hear you call me
"Bobby", one more time
You used to call me
B-O-BBY
B-O-BBY
"Bobby", you called me "Bobby"
And oh it used to sound so good
Oh yeah
You don't know how much I miss you lady
YEAH, YEAH
If you'd just give me one more chance, darling
YEAH, let me hear you call me "Bobby"
YEAH, YEAH, YEAH
Yeah, baby
Fading:
You don't know how much I love you
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by F. Washington
recording of 19
from The
"3B" Blues Boy - The Blues Years: 1952-1959 (ACE CDCHD
302), copyright
notice
When you're alone at midnight, and you know you've
loved and lost
Yes, when you're alone at midnight, and you know you've
loved at lost
You know the tears will start falling, you want her back at
any cost
Now you have lost lover's blues
People you know I ain't no lie
Yeah ooh, ooh, ooh people you know I ain't no lie
You know the world seems so useless
You know you feel like you could die
So I cry the blues for you baby, it's the worst feeling a
man can get
Yes I cry the blues for you baby, it's the worst feeling a
man could get
All I have left is my pillow and it's all soakin' wet
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by
recording of 19
from , copyright
notice
Members only, it's a private party
Need no money to qualify
Don't bring your check book, bring your broken heart
'Cause it's members only tonight
Say you lost woman, say you lost your man
You got a lot of problems in your life
They're havin' a party for the broken hearted
'Cause it's members only tonight
Don't tell momma, don't tell daddy, red or yellow, black or
white
They're having a party, for the sad and lonely
'Cause it's members only tonight
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Million
Miles From Nowhere
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by Don
Robey
recording of 19
from The
"3B" Blues Boy - The Blues Years: 1952-1959 (ACE CDCHD
302), copyright
notice
Well I'm a million miles from nowhere
Got no place to go, my baby left me this morning
Well she won't be back no more
I'm drinkin' and walkin'
Wringin' my hands and cry
I need someone to love me
Lord knows I ain't lie
Well I wouldn't be so blue now
If I did the things she said
I'd be right there in her arms
'Stead of wishing I were dead
I, I got me wringin' my hands and cry
Oh how I need my woman
People you know I ain't lie
Well, look out!
I've been walkin' since you left me
With a bottle in my hand
If I don't need that woman
Then my name ain't, Bobby Bland
I feel like a hound dog
Wringin' my hands and cry
I'll be good this time mama
Lord knows I ain't lie
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by D.J. Mattis / Don
Robey
recording of 19
from The
"3B" Blues Boy - The Blues Years: 1952-1959 (ACE CDCHD
302), copyright
notice
Well I was standin' at the track, waitin' for the
train to go by
Well I was standin' at the track, waitin' for the train to
go by
Well I was thinkin' 'bout my baby, all I could do was
cry
Well the train passed by, the whistle didn't even blow
Well the train passed by, the whistle didn't even blow
Well I was waitin' for my baby, she didn't even show
Oooh!
Well the train passed by, the whistle didn't even blow
Well the train passed by, the whistle didn't even blow
Well I was waitin' for my baby, she didn't even show
Well you don't know how it feels, man, to be alone
Well you don't know how it feels, man, to be alone
Well unless you had my baby, fall in love and she had
gone
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by Dave Clark / Pearl
Woods
recording of 19
from The
Best Of Bobby "Blue" Bland (MCA
31219), copyright
notice
Up every morning with the sun,
I work all day 'til the evening comes
Busters and corns all in my hands
Lord, have mercy on a working man
I guess I'm gonna die, just like I live, in poverty
My pay goes down and my tax goes up
I drink my tea from a broken cup
Between my woman and uncle Sam,
I can't figure out just what I am
I guess I', gonna die, just like I live, in poverty
Oh Lord, it's so hard
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by Joe
Scott / John
Green
recording of probably 1963
from The
Best Of Bobby Blue Bland, Vol. 2 (MCA
MCAC-27045),
copyright
notice
Don't leave and cry, don't cry when you're gone
Lord, you just lost your kingdom, and you're a queen no
more
So don't cry tomorrow, when you hear me say
Don't cry tomorrow when you hear me say,
"Step down off of that throne woman,
because you are only a queen for a day"
From mink to rabbit, ain't it a shame
It's you own fault baby, Lord, you only have yourself to
blame
So don't cry tomorrow, don't cry tomorrow when you hear me
say
Well, I want you to tip toe down off of that throne
baby,
because you're only a queen for a day
I said you broke my heart by the things you said
I took you from rags to riches, ahw, it went to your pretty
little head
So don't cry tomorrow, don't cry tomorrow, when you hear me
say Lord,
I want you to step down off of that throne baby,
because you were only queen for a day
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by Deadric
Malone / Al Braggs
recording of probably 1963
from Blues
in the Night (Ace 132),
copyright
notice
It's an ill wind that blows no good,
and it's a sad heart that won't love like it should
Oh, how lonesome you must be,
and it's a shame if you don't share your love with me
It's a heartache when love is gone,
but it's bad and even sad later on
There's no one blinder than he who won't see,
and it's a shame if you don't share you love with me
I can't help it if she is gone,
you must try to forget you must live on
It's a good thing to love someone,
but it's bad and even sad when it's not returned
Oh how lonesome you must be,
and it's a shame if you don't share your love with me
And I said it's a shame if you don't share your love with
me
Oh yeah
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by John
Green
recording of 19
from The
Best Of Bobby "Blue" Bland (MCA
31219), copyright
notice
Someday, you're going to miss me
Someday, you're gonna cry
Someday, you'll see
When I say goodbye
Someday, when you grow lonely,
you're gonna wish for my love only
Someday, your heart's gonna break like you caused mine to
ache
Someday
Many a heart has been broken,
and you're no exception to the rule
For I've just gotta be plain spoken,
for I'm so tired of being your fool
Someday, when you grow lonely,
you're gonna wish for my love only
Someday, your heart's gonna break,
like you caused mine to ache
Someday
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