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by Chester Burnett a.k.a. Howlin' Wolf recording of April 1965 from Real Folk Blues (MCA 9273), copyright notice When you squeeze me baby, you make me holler whoa, whoa, whoa When you squeeze me baby, you make me holler whoa, whoa, whoa Back in my mind, I wonder what ya' doin' to me When you squeeze me baby, holler whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa When you squeeze me baby, you make me holler whoa, whoa, whoa Back in my mind baby, what are ya' doin' to me ...sugar You're a good lookin woman, you're as sweet as you can be You is a good lookin woman, you sweet as you can be Back in my mind baby, what is ya' doin' to me I holler whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa I holler whoa baby, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa Back in my mind baby, what are ya' doin' to me ...got me hollerin' ...got me hollerin'
by Chester Burnett a.k.a. Howlin' Wolf recording of 1952 from Cadillac Daddy: Memphis Recordings 1952 (Rounder 28), copyright notice Oh Red, what should I do? Oh Red, what should I do? I'm sick an tired of askin' ya to sing them blues Now Red, let's dance a while Oh Red, let's dance a while I'm sick an tired, tellin' ya to hold my hand Oh Red, let's break 'em down Oh Red, let's break 'em down I'm sick an tired, tellin' ya to hold my hand Now Red, you sweet to me Oh Red, you sweet to me But I'm sick an tired, tellin ya to hold my hand Oh Red, we gonna swing a while Oh Red, we gonna swing a while I'm sick an tired, tellin' ya to hold my hand
by Chester Burnett a.k.a. Howlin' Wolf recording of 1957 from More Real Folk Blues (MCA 9279), copyright notice I'm a poor boy, I'm a long way from home I'm a poor boy, I'm a long way from home What the others do, the world can't do me no harm I'm a poor boy, a long way from home Babe I can't stay here long, babe I can't stay here long What the others do, the world can't do me no harm I'm a poor boy, I'm a long way from home Well my, baby's dead and gone Well my, baby's dead and gone Well, well, well, well I'm a long way from home I'm a poor boy, I'm a long way from home And the world, can't do me no harm And the world, can't do me no harm Oh , no no no no, I'm a long way from home World can't do me no harm World can't do me no harm World can't do me no harm
by Chester Burnett a.k.a. Howlin' Wolf recording of 1954 from More Real Folk Blues (MCA 9279), copyright notice Yes they call me the rocker, I can rock you all night long Yes they call me the rocker, I can rock you all night long I can let you down easy, when I think your money's gone I can rock you easy, don't want you to hesitate I can rock you easy, don't want you to hesitate I can let you down easy, like-a like jelly on a plate Some twistin' and shakin', don't mean a thing to me Some twistin' and the shakes, don't mean a thing to me I'm a hip shakin' daddy, I can shake like a willow tree They call me the rocker, I can really rock a while They call me the rocker, I can really rock a while With a real gone mama, don't let me fake your style I can rock you easy, you don't want to hesitate I can rock you easy, you don't want to hesitate I can let you down easy, like jelly on a plate
by Willie Dixon recording of 1962 from The Rocking Chair (Vogue 600111), copyright notice Sure look good, but it don't mean a thing to me Sure look good, but it don't mean a thing to me I got a hip-shaking woman, shake like a willow tree You better wait baby, you got back a little too late You better wait baby, you got back a little too late I got a cool-shaking baby, shake like jello on a plate When my baby walk, you know she's fine and mellow When my baby walk, you know she's fine and mellow Every time she stops, her flesh it shake like jello Oh, shake it baby, shake it for me Oh, shake lil' baby, shake it for me Oh, shake it little baby, shake like a willow tree
by Chester Burnett a.k.a. Howlin' Wolf recording of 1957 from More Real Folk Blues (MCA 9279), copyright notice One summer day, she went away She gone and left me, she gone to stay But now she's gone, and I can't worry Because I'm sittin' on top of the world Worked all the summer, worked all the fall Had to take Christmas, in my overalls But now she's gone, and I don't worry Sittin' on top of the world Goin' down to the freight yard, catch me a freight train I'm gonna leave this town, work done got hard But now she's gone, and I don't worry Sittin' on top of the world
by Chester Burnett a.k.a. Howlin' Wolf recording of 1969 from Evil (Chess 1540), copyright notice Ah-oh, smokestack1 lightnin' Shinin', just like gold Why don't ya hear me cryin'? A-whoo-hooo, oooo Whooo Whoa-oh, tell me, baby, What's the, matter with you? Why don't ya hear me cryin'? Whoo-hooo, whoo-hooo Whooo Whoa-oh, tell me, baby, Where did ya, stay last night? A-why don't ya hear me cryin'? Whoo-hooo, whoo-hooo Whooo Whoa-oh, stop your train, Let her, go for a ride Why don't ya hear me cryin'? Whoo-hooo, whoo-hooo Whooo Whoa-oh, fare ya well Never see, a you no more A-why don't ya hear me cryin'? Oooo, whoo-hooo, whoo-hooo Whooo Whoa-oh, who been here baby since, I-I been gone, a little, bitty boy? Girl, be on A-whoo-hooo, whoo-hooo Whooo __________ Note 1: smokestack, a pipe or funnel through which smoke and gases are discharged.
by Willie Dixon recording of 1962 from The Rocking Chair (Vogue 600111), copyright notice It could be a spoonful of diamonds Could be a spoonful of gold Just a little spoon of your precious love Satisfies my soul Men lies about little Some of them cries about little Some of them dies about little Everything fight about little spoonful That spoon, that spoon, that spoonful It could be a spoonful of coffee Could be a spoonful of tea But a little spoon of your precious love Good enough for me Men lies about that Some of them dies about that Some of them cries about that But everything fight about that spoonful That spoon, that spoon, that spoonful It could be a spoonful of water Saved from the deserts sand But one spoon of them fortifies Save you from another man Men lies about that Some of them cries about that Some of them dies about that Everybody fightin' about that spoonful That spoon, that spoon, that spoonful
by Chester Burnett a.k.a. Howlin' Wolf recording of August 1964 from Real Folk Blues (MCA 9273), copyright notice Now just tell me sugar mama, where in the world did you get your sugar from Now just tell me sugar mama, where in the world did you get your sugar from Way down in Louisiana, you come off of your father's sugar farm I like my coffee in the mornin', woman I'm crazy about my tea at night I like my coffee in the mornin', crazy about my tea at night If I don't get my sugar three times a day, oh darlin' I don't feel right You know they're braggin' about your good sugar, you know they're braggin' all over town You know they're braggin' about your sugar babe, you know they're braggin' all over town (Spoken: what they sayin' about you) They say that's granulated sugar, best ever to come off the farm
by Willie Dixon recording of August 1963 from Real Folk Blues (MCA 9273), copyright notice I'm a tail dragger I wipe out my tracks When I get what I want I don't come sneakin' back The mighty wolf Makin' a midnight creep The hunters They can't find him Stealin' chicks everywhere he go Then draggin' his tail behind I'm a tail dragger I wipe out my tracks When I get what I want Well I don't come sneakin' back The 'cuda drags His tail in the sand The fish wiggles His tail in the water When the mighty wolf come a long Draggin' his tail He done sole somebody's daughter I'm a tail dragger I wipe out my tracks When I get what I want Well I don't come sneakin' back
by Chester Burnett a.k.a. Howlin' Wolf recording of 1962 from The Rocking Chair (Vogue 600111), copyright notice Tell me, what in the world can be wrong Tell me, what in the world can be wrong Woke up this morning Trouble knocking on my door I wonder what the trouble Big trouble at my door I wonder what the trouble Real troubles at my door Thursday morning my baby's making Don't want me anymore I'll have to forget it, and let this trouble pass I'll have to forget it, and let this trouble pass Well, I wonder sometimes, how long my troubles gonna last All night long, somebody knocking on my door All night long, somebody knocking on my door There ain't nothing but my troubles Can't be worried here anymore Ooh, good bye, good bye baby, got to go Ooh, good bye, good bye baby, got to go I can't lay around here, be worried with this trouble no more Trouble is knocking Trouble is knocking Trouble is knocking Trouble is knocking
by Chester Burnett a.k.a. Howlin' Wolf recording of April 1965 from Real Folk Blues (MCA 9273), copyright notice Oh you said I hurt your feelings, but you won't tell me what I done Oh you said I hurt your feelings, but you won't tell me what I done And if I done hurt your feelings, some kinda way, God knows I didn't mean no harm Oh well if I could get 'cha babe, just to lay back up in my arms An' if I could get cha babe, just to lay back up in my arms I would prove to you baby, God knows I didn't mean no harm (Well all right...) Ah little girl if you don't love me, oh little girl my mama do Ah little girl if you don't love me, oh little girl my mama do I don't mean to hurt your feeling, God knows I didn't mean to do ya no harm I didn't mean no harm, I'm goin' home...
by Willie Dixon / Chester Burnett a.k.a. Howlin' Wolf recording of 1962 from The Rocking Chair (Vogue 600111), copyright notice I had a little red rooster, too lazy to crow for day I had a little red rooster, too lazy to crow for day Keep everything in the barnyard, upset in every way Oh, them dogs begin to bark, hounds begin to howl Oh, them dogs begin to bark, hounds begin to howl Oh, watch out strange kin people, little red rooster's on the prowl If you see my little red rooster, please drag him on home If you see my little red rooster, please drag him on home There ain't no peace in the barnyard since my little red rooster's been gone
by Willie Dixon, arranged by Chester Burnett a.k.a. Howlin' Wolf recording of 1969 from The Howlin' Wolf Album (Chess 4543), copyright notice All you girls think the days are gone You don't have to worry, you can have your fun Take me, baby, for your little boy Three hundred pounds of heavenly joy This is it This is it Look what you get You been creeping and hiding behind his back 'Cause you got you a man that you don't like Throw that Jack, baby, outta your mind Follow me, baby, have a real good time This is it This is it Look what you get Hoy! Hoy! I'm the boy Three hundred pounds of heavenly joy I'm so glad that you understand Three hundred pounds of muscle and man This is it This is it Look what you get If the men's all mad then the women's glad If the little kids' happy then the old folk's mad I'm so glad that you understand Three hundred pounds of muscle and man This is it This is it Look what you get __________ Note: Howluin' Wolf was six-foot, six inches (1 meter, 98 cm) tall and weighing close to 300 pounds (136 kg).
by Willie Dixon recording of 1962 from The Rocking Chair (Vogue 600111), copyright notice Tell Automatic Slim , tell Razor Totin' Jim Tell Butcher Knife Totin' Annie, tell Fast Talking Fanny A we gonna pitch a ball, a down to that union hall We gonna romp and tromp till midnight We gonna fuss and fight till daylight We gonna pitch a wang dang doodle all night long All night long All night long All night long Tell Kudu-Crawlin' Red, tell Abyssinian Ned Tell ol' Pistol Pete, everybody gonna meet Tonight we need no rest, we really gonna throw a mess We gonna to break out all of the windows, we gonna kick down all the doors We gonna pitch a wang dang doodle all night long All night long All night long All night long Tell Fats and Washboard Sam, that everybody gonna to jam Tell Shaky and Boxcar Joe, we got sawdust on the floor Tell Peg and Caroline Dye, we gonna have a time When the fish scent fill the air, there'll be snuff juice everywhere We gonna pitch a wang dang doodle all night long All night long All night long All night long All night long All night long All night long
by Chester Burnett a.k.a. Howlin' Wolf recording of 1962 from The Rocking Chair (Vogue 600111), copyright notice My baby caught the train, left me all alone My baby caught the train, left me all alone She knows I love her, she doin' me wrong My baby bought the ticket, long as her right arm My baby bought the ticket, long as my right arm She says she's gonna ride, long as I been from home Well who been talking, everything that I do Well who been talking, everything that I do Well you is my baby, I hate to lose Well good bye baby, hate to see you go Well good bye baby, hate to see you go You know I love you, I'm the causin of it all I'm the causin' of it all I'm the causin' of it all I'm the causin' of it all I'm the causin' of it all
by Chester Burnett a.k.a. Howlin' Wolf recording of 1955 from More Real Folk Blues (MCA 9279), copyright notice Who will you hurt next, how will you start Who'd be the next one, baby you tear apart Blessed be your heart, cursed be your name Blessed be your heart, cursed be your name Who'd be the next one darlin', that you'd put to shame? Will it be the one, give you his gold Or will it be the young one, take all you hope Babe I'll forget my pride, just to keep you by my side Cheat if you want to darlin', treat me unkind Cheat if you want to darlin', treat me unkind Come back and love me, when you can find a little time
by Chester Burnett a.k.a. Howlin' Wolf recording of 1953 from More Real Folk Blues (MCA 9279), copyright notice Get your hands on your money, mine all while you're gone Get your hands on your money, mine all while you're gone I'm gonna leave this town and I, ain't comin' back no more Well my Momma don't love me, daddy don't love me no
more Well good bye baby, if I don't see you no more
by Willie Dixon recording of 1962 from The Rocking Chair (Vogue 600111), copyright notice You so sweet, you so fine How I wish, you were mine Honey, I'll be your love You'll be mine You'll be mine You'll be mine You so nice, you so true I'm so glad, I love you Honey, I'll be your love You'll be mine You'll be mine You'll be mine Tell me pretty baby, is you gonna try If you say it baby, hang on baby, till the day I die It's so true, I love you I don't care, what you do Honey, I'll be your love You'll be mine You'll be mine You'll be mine Tell me, pretty baby, is you gonna try If you say it baby, hang on baby till the day I die That is true, I love you I don't care, what you do Honey, I'll be your love You'll be mine You'll be mine You'll be mine You'll be mine You'll be mine
by Chester Burnett a.k.a. Howlin' Wolf recording of 1956 from More Real Folk Blues (MCA 9279), copyright notice Now go to sleep, go to sleep Go to sleep little darlin', go to sleep little darlin' Go to sleep little darlin', you know you can't be beat I'm in love with you, I'm in love with you I'm in love with you, I'm in love with you I'm in love with you baby, you know you look so fine I know, I know I know, yes I know I know little girl, you the prettiest little girl in town Don't you worry, don't you worry Don't you worry little darlin', don't you worry little darlin' Don't you worry little darlin', everything is all right Don't worry me, don't worry me Don't worry me, don't worry me Don't worry me boy I'm, talkin' to my baby now
by Chester Burnett a.k.a. Howlin' Wolf recording of 1959 from More Real Folk Blues (MCA 9279), copyright notice How many more years, are you gonna wreck my life How many more years, are you gonna wreck my life Well the way you done, you gonna wreck my life How many times, you gonna treat me like you do How many more times, you gonna treat me like you do You took all of my money, and all of my love too Now I'm old and gray, got no place to go Now I'm old and gray, got no place to go You got yourself a young stud, and you can't stand me no more I'm going to the stairs, I'm gonna beg ya for my clothes I'm going to the stairs, I'm gonna beg ya for my clothes For where I go nobody knows
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