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by Luther
Allison / James
Solberg
recording of 1995
from Blue
Streak (Alligator 4834),
copyright
notice
Sun sinking deep, fires burning down
Hard to see the moon, when the smoke is all around
I live in a big city
And they tell me we are free
I hear babies cryin'
There'll be killing in these streets
How many heartaches, how many years of pain
Just how many funerals, before the streets be safe again
I live in a big city
And they tell me we are free
I hear babies cryin'
There'll be killing in these streets
Evening sun going down, police using his billy stick
When the blood start to flowin', and it'll be flowin' till
the mornin' come again
I live in a big city
And they tell me that we are free
Now I hear these babies cryin'
Do you know what that's doin' to me?
Lord it's tearin' my heart apart
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by Luther
Allison
recording of 1995
from Blue
Streak (Alligator 4834) &
Alligator
Records -- 25th Anniversary Collection (Alligator
110/111), copyright
notice
Watching you baby, watching you all the time
Watching you baby, just watching you all the time
Watching you destroy yourself woman, all you do is sitting
around drinking wine
You worry me baby
I'm sitting here wondering what in the world can I do
We got so much to live for, darling
But I just can't sit here doing nothing and watching that
wine destroy you
I'm taking you to the doctor, darling
The doctor knows what's going on in your head
I'm taking you to the doctor, darling
Maybe he knows what's going on in your head
You gonna keep on drinking that bad wine, baby
Even the grass on your grave will be cherry red
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by Luther
Allison / Larry
Martin
recording of 19
from Time
(Buda 82470), copyright
notice
I came home this morning, feeling down and out
I came home this morning, feeling down and out
I was lonely woman, when I got home found my woman was
out
I says baby why do you want to leave me, why do you want to
treat me this way
Why do you want to leave me, and why do you want to treat me
this way
You're gonna wake up now woman, you gonna need my love
someday
Come on now
Come on now we ain't do it
I'm gonna take you back down south this morning, put you
back out there in the fields
Love make you pick me two hundreds pounds a day, gettin'
used to that ol' cotton field
Love or leave me but don't never never question my words no
more
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by Luther
Allison / Brown /
Michael
Carras
recording of 1994
from Soul
Fixin' Man (Alligator ALCD-4820),
copyright
notice
We talk about South Africa and we say it's a shame
Apartheid is wrong and we all share the blame
But people let me tell you, everywhere you go it's the
same,
people are being mistreated, when will it change?
Let's talk about the future and learn from the past
We must love one another if this world is going to last
We fought for self-respect, we fought for equal rights
We've known a long, long time that discrimination ain't
right
Talking about freedom, freedom, freedom
Talking about freedom, freedom, freedom
A ghetto is no place for children to grow
But you can find a ghetto everywhere you go
I heard Dr. King say: "I have a dream"
All he wanted was to let the freedom ring
Why do we have to fight in wars to save our land
If we get back alive, there's still no dignity
Do I have to die before I can be free?
I want freedom in my life, that's the way it's got to be
Talking about freedom, freedom, freedom
Talking about freedom, freedom, freedom
I'm tired of discrimination, this has to stop
We must learn to live together before the bombs drop
So if you love your children too this is what you should
do
Teach them to love one another, live by the Golden Rule
Freedom of choice, freedom of speech, my freedom is up to
you
We were promised this freedom, but we have a long way to
go
The love of freedom, can't you tell, is the same for you and
me
All I need is someone to help me ring the Freedom Bell
Talking about freedom, freedom, freedom
Talking about freedom, freedom, freedom
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by Luther
Allison
recording of 19
from Time
(Buda 82470), copyright
notice
I'm-a sitting here and thinking, drinking too
I got no real feeling but I got my blues
If you don't want to treat me right, the hell with you
I got my guitar squeezing' my strains
Ain't got me no woman, don't mean a thing
Listen to the music, join into my game
(spoken: can't you see what I mean)
All my friends, they've been havin' another ball
All my friends, they've been havin' another ball
If I can't get a pretty woman, I don't want no woman at
all
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by Luther
Allison
recording of 19
from Blue
Streak (Alligator 4834) &
Life
Is a Bitch (Encore 131) &
Serious
(Blind Pig 2287) &
Blind
Pig Artists: 20th Anniversary Collection (Blind Pig
2001), copyright
notice
Standing at the station, waiting on you
Could you tell me, baby, why you are overdue?
You see, I've been standing 3 hours or more
I got to go to work, honey, you don't even wanna know
Should I wait, should I wait on you?
You better get yourself together
Hey, I don't wanna wait on you
I told you late last night, worries on my worried mind
You took my heart and money, you wasted my time
I gave you my best loving, better than you need
You took my poor heart apart, I even got down on my
knees
Should I wait, should I wait on you?
You better get yourself together
I had told ya I ain't got time to wait on you
I got no more time, I got to get out of here, better
work
One last question, baby: what's on your mind?
You can make no love, you've been drunk all the time
You see I gave up a good job, make pretty pay mine
But I get fired, if you make me loose one more day
Little girl, should I wait?
You better get yourself together
I had told ya I ain't got enough time to wait
Listen to me, you better get yourself together
Hey baby, I told you I can wait
I just can wait no longer, you better get yourself
together
Damn' it all, I told you I won't wait on you
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by Luther
Allison
recording of 19
from, copyright
notice
Watching you baby, watching you all the time
Watching you baby, just watching you all the time
Watching you destroy yourself woman, all you do is sit
around drinkin' wine
You're worryin' me baby, I'm sittin' here wonderin' what in
the world can I do
You're worryin' me baby, I'm sittin' here wonderin' what in
the world can I do
We got so much to live for darling, but I just can't sit
here doin' nothin' and watchin' that wine destroy you
I'm takin' you to the doctor darlin', maybe the doctor knows
what's goin' on in your head
Yeah I'm takin' you to the doctor darlin', maybe he knows
what's goin' on in your head
You gonna keep on drinkin' that bad wine baby, even the
grass that grows on your grave will be cherry red
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