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by Willie Dixon recording of 1962 from The Rocking Chair (Vogue 600111), copyright notice I am, a back door man I am, a back door man Well the, men don't know, but the little girls understand When everybody's tryin' to sleep I'm somewhere making my, midnight creep Yes in the morning, when the rooster crow Something tell me, I got to go I am, a back door man I am, a back door man Well the, men don't know, but little girls understand They, take me to the doctor, shot full o' holes Nurse cried, please save the soul Killed him for murder, first degree Judge's wife cried, let the man go free I am, a back door man I am, a back door man Well the, men don't know, but little girls understand Stand out there, cop's wife cried Don't take him down, rather be dead Six feets in the ground When you come home you can eat, pork and beans I eats mo' chicken, any man seen I am, a back door man I am, a back door man
by John Lee Williamson recording of 1952 from Cadillac Daddy: Memphis Recordings 1952 (Rounder 28), copyright notice Bluebird bluebird, I want you to take a message down south for me Bluebird bluebird, I want you to take a message down south for me I want ya to find Miss Liza Belle and tell her, I'm just as poor as a man can be Bluebird, if she's not at home, you needn't worry yourself by knockin' on the door Bluebird, if she's not at home, you needn't worry yourself by knockin' on the door She may be right across the street, seein' the next door neighbor, you know Bluebird, when ya come back to Chicago, I want you to fly 'tween the sun and cloud When ya come back to Chicago, I want you to fly 'tween the sun and the cloud If ya get a message from Liza Belle, don't let it hit the ground
by Willie Dixon, arranged by Chester Burnett a.k.a. Howlin' Wolf recording of 1969 from The Howlin' Wolf Album (Chess 4543), copyright notice Some folk built like this, some folk built like that But the way I'm built, you shouldn't call me fat Because I'm built for comfort, I ain't built for speed But I got everything all the good girls need I don't have no diamond, and I don't have no gold But I've got a lot of lovin' and I want you to know That I'm built for comfort, I ain't built for speed But I got everything all the good girls need Some folk built like this, some folk built like that But the way I'm built, you shouldn't call me fat Because I'm built for comfort, I ain't built for speed But I got everything all the good girls need Some folk rip and roar, some folk b'lieve in signs But if you want me, you got to take your time Because I'm built for comfort, I ain't built for speed But I got everything all the good girls need But I got everything all the good girls need I, I love you baby I, I love you baby But I got everything all of the good girls need And I don't got no diamonds, don't have no gold Got a lot of lovin' to satisfy your soul I'm built for comfort, I ain't built for speed But I got everything all the good girls need
by Chester Burnett a.k.a. Howlin' Wolf recording of January 1952 from Cadillac Daddy: Memphis Recordings 1952 (Rounder 28), copyright notice Be careful what you're drivin', man That Cadillac may get away, you better be careful! There standin' the highway man, standin' parked on the road There standin' there highway man, parked on the road You better watch out for the red light, just before you go Green light says go, red light says stop Look-a-here boy, you better be on your watch There's standin' a highway man, parked on the side of the road You better be careful, 'bout how you drive on the road Stop! I love the Cadillac, long wreckin' machine I love a Cadillac, it's a long wreckin' machine Me an my baby can ride it, ev'rything is nice 'til then (Yeah!) I'll make a cool hundred, I ain't got time to stop for gas I'll make a cool hundred, I ain't got time to stop for gas I'm gonna drive this automobile, just as long as the gas lasts (Play it!) Look-it-here man, please check this oil Look-it here man, please check this oil Just a long Cadillac, bound to try out your soil __________ Note: previously unissued in North America.
by Chester Burnett a.k.a. Howlin' Wolf recording of 1959 from Change My Way (MCA CHD 93001), copyright notice I'm got to change my way of livin', this life I'm livin' ain't no good I'm got to change my way of livin', this life I'm livin' ain't no good I leave home in the morning, don't come back 'til the break of dawn My baby said that ain't right, I'll admit that is true My baby said that ain't right, I'll admit that is true She said daddy, daddy, you got to change the way you do You know I leave in the mornin', and I don't come back 'til dawn You know I leaves in the mornin', and I don't come back 'til dawn My baby looked me in the eyes, and said daddy, you got to change your evil way
writer unknown recording of 1952 from Cadillac Daddy: Memphis Recordings 1952 (Rounder 28), copyright notice Oh you just my color, oh you just my kind Oh you just my color, oh you just my kind Lord, you keep me worried babe, oh, messed up in mind Well, I got up last night, reachin' upside the wall I got up last night (that he was), teachin' upside the wall Lord, I love my baby, but I declare, ooo, she's the cause of it all Don't know what to do, 'bout the trouble I have Don't know what to do, 'bout the trouble I have I might try to find me some rest, babe, in the world, somewhere Well, my baby done left me, she don't know how I've cried Well, my baby done left me, she don't know how I've cried Lord, she's a pretty little girl, oh she's tryin'a wreck my life
writer unknown recording of 1952 from Cadillac Daddy: Memphis Recordings 1952 (Rounder 28), copyright notice You're a mean mistreater, mama, you don't mean me no good You just a mean-mistreater mama, you don't mean me no good I can't blame you, baby, I'd be the same way if I could You know in the mo'nin', baby, when I come 'n, knocked on your door You had a nerve to tell me, that you don't want me no more And then also baby, when I knocked upon your door You had a nerve to tell me, don't want me no mo' Didn't you say you was gonna leave me, did you say you was goin' away? Did you say you was gonna leave me, didn't you say you was goin' away? That's alright baby, you gonna come back home someday __________ Note: previously unissued in North America.
by Chester Burnett a.k.a. Howlin' Wolf recording of 19?? from Wolf (Blue Moon 1009), copyright notice I'm gonna leave you woman, before I commit a crime I'm gonna leave you woman, before I commit a crime You tried so hard to kill me, woman it just was not my time You put poison in my coffee, instead of milk or cream You put poison in my coffee, instead of milk or cream You bout the evilest woman, that I ever seen You mixed my drinks, with a can of Red Devil lye You mixed my drinks, with a can of Red Devil lye Then you sit down, watch me, hopin' that I might die
by Chester Burnett a.k.a. Howlin' Wolf recording of 1952 from Cadillac Daddy: Memphis Recordings 1952 (Rounder 28), copyright notice Lord, I've got a woman, she's nice lovin' in ev'ryway Lord, I've got a woman, she's nice lovin' in ev'ryway You know she done died an left me, I had a blues on every decoration day1 So sorry to see you to leave me, I hate to see my baby get away So sorry to see you leave me, I hate to see my baby get away I want ya to bring me some flowers, about ev'ry decoration day Lord, I was walkin' 'round her bedside, these was the last the words my baby had to say Lord, walkin' 'round the bedside, these was the last words my baby had to say She said, "Bring me some flowers, be sure, honey on ev'ry decoration day" __________ Note 1: decoration day, from the custom of decorating graves on this day. The last Monday in May observed as a legal holiday in most states of the U.S. in remembrance of war dead.
by Chester Burnett a.k.a. Howlin' Wolf recording of 1952 from Cadillac Daddy: Memphis Recordings 1952 (Rounder 28), copyright notice Hurry up people, tell me 'bout Dorothy Mae Hurry up people, tell me 'bout Dorothy Mae She left me this mo'nin', believe she got runaway Come back baby, try me one more time Come back baby, try me one more time You got me worried, well, worried mind Feel like, baby, oh my time ain't long (I wanna see God, yeah) Feel like, babe, oh my time ain't long (I wanna see God, yeah) Beg you pardon, Lord, I treat you wrong (Blow Wolf! Blow Wolf!) Oh Miss Dorothy, baby don't cry no more Oh Miss Dorothy, baby don't cry no more Tired of you worried babe, won't you find you some place to go __________ Note: previously unissued in North America.
by Willie Dixon recording of 1962 from The Rocking Chair (Vogue 600111), copyright notice Well now, baby meet me in the bottom, bring me my running shoes Well now, baby meet me in the bottom, bring me my running shoes Well, I'll come out the window, I won't have time to lose. When you see me streaking by, please don't be late When you see me streaking by, please don't be late Well, when you see me moving, though my life is at stake Well, I hope you'll see me, when I come streaking by Well, I hope you'll see me, when I come streaking by She got a bad old man, you know I'm too young to die I got to leave here. Get caught in there
writer unknown recording of 1952 from Cadillac Daddy: Memphis Recordings 1952 (Rounder 28), copyright notice Oh baby baby, things are strictly on the line Oh baby baby, things are strickly on the line I'm gonna drink C.V.1, C.V.'s on my mind I'll drink C.V., boy it's really straight When ya drink C.V. see things really straight If ya drink C.V. it never makes you late Come here bartender, bring me a bottle of C.V. Come here bartender, bring me a bottle of C.V. If my baby lookin' for me, tell her to come an see me Everybody, drinkin' C.V. now Everybody, drinkin' C.V. now C.V. be, strickly's on the line I'm gonna give me a party Order me a bottle of C.V. Give me a party, I'm gonna order me a bottle of C.V. I like C.V. it drinks good to me Ow! Try C.V. __________ Note 1: C.V., .
writer unknown recording of 1952 from Cadillac Daddy: Memphis Recordings 1952 (Rounder 28), copyright notice Everybody's wants the mood Everybody's in the mood Everybody's in the mood Everybody's in the mood Everybody's in the groove Groove, groove, groove Drink your whiskey, drink your wine Look at your baby in a single line Everybody's in the groove Everybody's in the mood Everybody's in the mood Everything is in the groove Groove, groove, groove Everybody's in the groove Everybody's in the mood Everybody's in the groove Everybody's in the mood Everybody's gettin' the mood Groove, groove, groove, groove Wow!
by Chester Burnett a.k.a. Howlin' Wolf recording of 1969 from Evil (Chess 1540), copyright notice If you're a long way from home, can't sleep at night Grab your telephone, something just ain't right That's evil, evil is goin' on wrong I am warnin' ya brother, you better watch your happy home Well, long way from home and, can't sleep at all You know another mule is, kickin' in your stall That's evil, evil is goin' on wrong I am warnin' ya brother, you better watch your happy home (spoken: You better catch him, 'cause somethin's wrong, in your home) Well, if ya call her on the telephone, and she answers awful slow Grab the first train smokin', if you have to hobo That's evil, evil is goin' on wrong I am warnin' ya brother, you better watch your happy home If you make it to your house, knock on the front door Run around to the back, you'll catch him, just before he go That's evil, evil is goin' on I am warnin' ya brother, you better watch your happy home
by Chester Burnett a.k.a. Howlin' Wolf recording of 19?? from The Chess Box - Disc 2 1952-54 (Chess), copyright notice I wore my .44 so long, I've made my shoulder sore I wore my .44 so long, I done made my shoulder sore Well, I'm wondrin' everybody, where'd my baby go Well, I'm so mad this mornin', I don't know where in the world to go Well, I'm so mad this mornin', I don't know where in the world to go Well, I'm lookin' for me some money, pawned gun to have some gold
by James Burke Oden recording of 1962 from The Rocking Chair (Vogue 600111), copyright notice (spoken: Man, you know I've enjoyin' things that kings and queens will never have In fact, things kings and queens can't never get And they don't even know about it And good times? mmmmmmmmm-mmmh) I have had my fun, if I never get well no more I have had my fun, if I never get well no more Whoa, my health is fadin' Oh yes, I'm goin' down slow (spoken: Now looky here I did not say I was a millionaire But I said I have spent more money than a millionaire 'Cause if I had kept all of the money I had already spent, I'd would have been a millionaire a long time ago And women? Well, Googly Moogly) Please write my mama Tell her the shape I'm in Please write my mama Tell her the shape I'm in Tell her pray for me Forgive me for my sins
by Chester
Burnett a.k.a. Howlin' Wolf
by Willie Dixon Recording of 1962 From The Rocking Chair (Vogue 600111), copyright notice Hmm-hmm, pretty baby, heeheeheehee Heeheeheehee, come on home, I love you If you hear me howlin', calling on my darlin' Hoo hoo hoo whoe She's hot like red pepper, sweet like cherry wine I'm so glad she love me, love me all the time She's my little baby, sweet as she can be All this love she got, do belongs to me If you hear me howlin', calling on my darlin' Hoo hoo hoo whoe Heeheeheehee, my baby, come on home I love you, come on home If you hear me howlin', calling on my darlin' Hoo hoo hoo whoe Every time she kiss me, she makes the lights go out From early in the morning, she makes me jump and shout This bad love she got, makes me laugh and cry Makes me really know, that I'm too young to die If you hear me howlin', calling on my darlin' Hoo hoo hoo whoe Heeheeheehee, come on, I love you Pretty baby
by Chester Burnett a.k.a. Howlin' Wolf recording of 1969 from Evil (Chess 1540), copyright notice How many more years, have I got to let you dog me around How many more years, have I got to let you dog me around I'd soon rather be dead, sleeping six feet in the ground I'm gonna fall on my knees, I'm gonna raise up my right hand I'm gonna fall on my knees, I'm gonna raise up my right hand Say I'd feel much better darling, if you'd just only understand I'm going upstairs, I'm gonna bring back down my clothes I'm going upstairs, I'm gonna bring back down my clothes, do them all If anybody ask about me, just tell'em I walked out on __________ Note: Wolf's first phonograph recording, made in Memphis in 1950, and released on the Chess record label. The 78 RPM record "How Many More Years and Moanin' at Midnight" sold 60,000 copies, a major hit at that time.
by Chester Burnett a.k.a. Howlin' Wolf recording of 1954 from More Real Folk Blues (MCA 9279), copyright notice Well I'll be around to see ya baby Well I'll be around no matter what you say I'll be around, yes I'll be around To see what you're puttin' down You know you told me that you loved me You know you told me and I hope it's true Well I'll be around, yes I'll be around To see what you're puttin' down You know I called you in the morning You know I called you darling to come back to the Wolf But I'll be around, yes I'll be around To see what you're puttin' down You know I loved you for myself You know I love you, I don't love nobody else Well, I'll be around, I'll be around I don't want you runnin' around
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