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Death Of Ealase First Degree Sweetblood Call Too Poor To Die Thirty Dirty Women * Whose Ol' Funky Drawers Is These?

Death Of Ealase

soundclip

by Louisiana Red
recording of 19
from Midnight Rambler [Rhino] (Rhino 70664), copyright notice

Well it was early on Friday evening, that's when my Ealase passed away
Early on Friday evening, that's when my Ealase passed away
She was taken away by 'r ol' cancer, and ol' red could do nothin' for 'r that day

I know the kids gonna miss you honey, and you know Red gonna miss you too
The kids gonna miss you honey, and I know I'm gonna miss you too
When they took your flowers out your room, ain't nothin' more none of us could do

All right son, I'm gonna play it...

Now you know I loved you Ealase, that's why I went down and dug your grave
You know I loved you Ealase, I went down and dug your grave
If I live right and be right honey, I'll join you somewhere someday

One more time boy...

Well you know I loved you Ealase, that's why I went down and dug your grave
You know I loved you Ealase, that's why I went down and dug your grave
If I do right and live right honey, I'll join you up there someday

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First Degree

soundclip

by Louisiana Red / Kent Cooper
recording of 19
from Midnight Rambler [Rhino] (Rhino 70664), copyright notice

A crime's in motion, won't somebody call the law
A crime's in motion, won't somebody call the law
I know my baby is with someone, layin' out there in the raw

Break the doors all down, get everybody on the street
Break the doors all down, get everybody on the street
Let's get organized people, arrest everybody that you meet

I wanna see a line-up, just as long as this old town
I wanna see a line-up, just as long as this old town
Get a warrant right out, for whomever ain't around
(I gotta get one out boy)

Just as soon as we catch them, they gotta hang in the first degree
Just as soon as we catch them, they gotta hang in the first degree
For all the suffering, suffering they caused poor me

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Sweetblood Call

soundclip

by Louisiana Red / Kent Cooper
recording of 19
from Midnight Rambler [Rhino] (Rhino 70664), copyright notice

I have a hard time missing you baby, with my pistol in your mouth
Mmm have a hard time missing you baby, with my pistol in your mouth
You may be thinking 'bout going north, but your brains are staying south

Just roll your pretty eyes, if you intend to stay
Just roll your pretty eyes, if you intend to stay
Close 'em up again, and I blow your world away

I see your eyes are rollin', must mean your love for me has come back
Must mean you're satisfied again, with our little wooden country shack
I have a hard time missing you baby, with my pistol in your mouth
You may be thinking about going north woman, but your brains are staying south

Even if you sneak away, I'll find you before nightfall
You're tied to me girl, I can feel your sweetblood call
Even if you sneak away, I'll find you before nightfall
'Cause you are tied to me girl, I can feel your sweetblood call

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Thirty Dirty Women

soundclip

by Louisiana Red
recording of 19
from Midnight Rambler [Rhino] (Rhino 70664), copyright notice

Thirty dirty women, have made a mess of my life
Thirty dirty women, have made a mess of my life
Thirty dirty women, none ain't good enough for my wife

My life is bad luck, with losin' on top of that
My life is bad luck, and I'm losin' on top of that
I'm in so much misery, I'm just like a starvin' cat

(Lord have mercy!)

Thirty dirty women, have worn me down to one last thread
Thirty dirty women, have worm me down to one last thread
My feet are dragging, and I can't hardly lift my head

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Too Poor To Die

soundclip

by Louisiana Red
recording of 19
from Midnight Rambler [Rhino] (Rhino 70664), copyright notice

Last night I had a dream, I dream I died
The undertaker came, to carry me for the ride
I couldn't afford a coffin, embalmin' kinda high
I jumped off my death bed, 'cause I too poor to die
I's in trouble and I'll tell you the reason why
I'm just too poor people, I'm too poor to go lay down and die

I dream at the cemetery, I couldn't afford enough,
to pay the gravediggers, to cover me up
It cost a lot of money, 'cause they was union men
I guess before I die, I better think again
I'm in trouble and I'll tell you the reason why
I'm just too poor people, I'm too poor to go lay down and die

Dream I met the devil, he is waitin' at the gate
Say, "Come on in Red, you ain't a minute late"
Said he lead me to his kingdom, lead me by my arm
But he wouldn't move my body, less I grease his palm
I's in trouble and I'll tell you the reason why
I'm just too poor people, I'm too poor to go lay down and die

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Whose Ol' Funky Drawers Is These?

by Louisiana Red
recording of 19
from Blues Giants (PLS CD/MC 172), copyright notice

Hey lawdy mama, whose old funky drawers are these?
Hey lawdy mama, whose old funky drawers are these?
They must belong to my brother who gambles, 'cause they've got holes all in the knees

Hey lawdy mama, whose old funky socks on my bed?
Hey lawdy mama, whose old funky socks on my bed?
They must belong to that old nasty Albert, 'cause they smell like something dead

Hey lawdy mama, who left that ring 'round the tub?
Hey lawdy mama, who left that ring 'round the tub?
Any body that gets that dirty ought t'have his head pulled with gloves

Hey lawdy mama, what's that cooking in the pot?
Hey lawdy mama, what's that cooking in the pot?
I hope it's some ...¹ peas and ham hocks, the thousand and ones I like a lot

Oh alfa leaves and beans. I wish to sleep in the cot,
'cause when those beans start working, he may take off to Mars

Hey lawdy mama, that cornbread smoke can fly,
on my way home from work they told me they can smell it all over the neighbourhood

Hey lawdy mama, whose old funky drawers are these?
Hey lawdy mama, whose old funky drawers are these?
They must belong to my brother who gambles, 'cause they've got holes all in the knees

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