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by Dootsie Williams
recording of 19
from The
Very Best Of T-Bone Walker (Koch International
8066), copyright
notice
Ahh!
Bobby sox baby, I've got to let you go
Bobby sox baby, I've got to let you go
You've got a head full of nothin'
But stage, screen an radio
You chase autographs, every night
You write fan mail through the day
You keep your great big head in the scrapbook
Yes, and you throw the cookbook away
Bobby sox baby, I've got to let you go
You've got a head full of nothin'
But stage, screen an radio
Now you treat me like a stranger
You don't have a word to say
I ask you if you love me
You say, "What would Frankie, say?"
Yes bobby sox baby
I've got to let you go
You've got a head full of nothin'
But stage, screen an radio
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by Aaron
Thibeaux "T-Bone" Walker
recording of 19
from The
Very Best Of T-Bone Walker (Koch International
8066), copyright
notice
You know I love you, can't stand the way you do
You know I love you, can't stand the way you do
Well, you tellin' me it's true now, an that's alright for
you
Bye-bye, baby baby, bye-bye
Bye-bye, baby baby, bye-bye
Bye-bye, baby baby, don't cry
Sometimes I wonder, why don't you write to me?
Sometimes I wonder, why don't you write to me?
If I've been a bad fellow, I didn't intend to be
Baby baby, come back home to me
Baby baby, come back home to me
You know I love ya baby, my old time 'used to be'
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by Aaron
Thibeaux "T-Bone" Walker
recording of 19
from Low
Down Blues (Charly 7),
copyright
notice
They call it stormy Monday, but Tuesday's just as bad
They call it stormy Monday, but Tuesday's just as bad
Wednesday's worse, and Thursday's also sad
Yes, the eagle flies on Friday, and Saturday I go out to
play
Eagle flies on Friday, and Saturday I go out to play
Sunday I go to church, then I kneel down and pray
Lord have mercy, Lord have mercy on me
Lord have mercy, my heart's in misery
Crazy about my baby, yes, send her back to me
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by Reiner
recording of 19
from The
Very Best Of T-Bone Walker (Koch International
8066), copyright
notice
I was in love with a married woman, an I just couldn't help
myself
I was in love with a married woman, an I just couldn't help
myself
But I don't go 'round breakin' up families, an' that's the
reason why I left
She looked at me like she could kill me, when I said that we
were through
She looked at me like she could kill me, when I said that we
were through
I'm on the side that's doin' the buildin', and not the
wreckin' crew
There are so many women, that are footloose an fancy
free
There are so many single women, that are footloose an fancy
free
So why should I fool with a married woman, who can't can't
do a thing for me?
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by Mitchell Parish / Harry White
recording of 19
from T-Bone Walker Blues (),
copyright
notice
Evenin'
Ev'ry night you come and you find me, oh Lord
And you always come and remind me, oh yes
That my gal is gone, my baby's gone, oh Lord, my baby's
gone
Evenin'
Can't you see I'm deeply in your power, oh Lord?
Every minute seems like an hour, oh Lord
Since my gal, she's gone, my baby's gone, my baby's gone
Now shadow's fallin', well,
Are on the wall
That's the time I miss your kiss, most of all
Even though I try, how can I go on, oh yes, go on
Pretty baby
Evenin'
Let me sleep 'til the gray dawn is breakin', oh yes
I don't care if I don't awaken, oh Lord
Since my gal she's gone, my baby's gone, oh yes she's
gone
Evenin'
Let me sleep 'til gray dawn is breakin', oh Lord
I don't care if I don't awaken, oh yes, since my gal she's
gone
My baby's gone, my baby's gone
My baby's gone
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I'm
About To Lose My Mind
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by Aaron
Thibeaux "T-Bone" Walker
recording of 19
from The
Very Best Of T-Bone Walker (Koch International
8066), copyright
notice
You broke my heart, baby just one too many time
You broke my heart, baby just too many time
From drinkin' bad whiskey, mama, gin an rum an wine
Well, today you say you're quittin', tomorrow you say you're
not
Yes, you say you quittin', tomorrow you say you're not
An if ya don't stop drinkin' baby, I swear you're gonna blow
your top
Yes, drinkin' woman, you stay drunk all the time
Yes, drinkin' woman, you stay drunk all the time
You keep me so worried baby, I'm 'bout to lose my mind
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by John L. Crainer / Aaron
Thibeaux "T-Bone" Walker
recording of 19
from Low
Down Blues (Charly 7),
copyright
notice
It's great to be rich and a doggone shame to be poor
It's great to be rich and a doggone shame to be poor
It's a lowdown dirty deal when your woman don't want you no
more
I tried to please her but it only made her mad
I tried to please her but it only made her mad
She done strip me and took everything I had
Now what you gonna do with a woman like that?
Now what you gonna do with a woman like that?
Who takes all your money yes and leaves you flat?
Yes it's great to be rich and a doggone shame to be poor
It's a lowdown dirty deal when your woman don't want you no
more
Now it was money in the morning, and money every night
If I didn't have no money, she was ready to fight
It's great to be rich and a doggone shame to be poor
It's a lowdown dirty deal when your woman don't want you no
more
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by Aaron
Thibeaux "T-Bone" Walker
recording of 19
from The
Very Best Of T-Bone Walker (Koch International
8066), copyright
notice
When I first met you baby, you were a real gone chick
When I first met you baby, you were a real gone chick
Now you've let your skirt down 'n you know that ain't the
lick
You better wake up baby n' change your antique ways
You better wake up baby n' change your antique ways
Instead of advancin' baby, you're goin back to horse and
buggy days
You said the style is changin', I don't know why I should
laugh or cry
You said the style is changin' I don't know if I should
laugh or cry
You've been wearin' long skirts baby, you don't know the
reason why
Just leave it up to a woman, they'll do it every time
Just leave it up to a woman, they'll do it every time
Well ain't no long skirt baby, gonna be no gal a-mine
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by Aaron
Thibeaux "T-Bone" Walker
recording of 19
from T-Bone
Blues (Atlantic 8020-2),
copyright
notice
This is a mean old world, baby, to live in by yourself
This is a mean old world to live in by your self
When you can't get the woman you love, you know she's loving
someone else
Well, I drink to keep from worrying and I smile to keep from
crying
I drink to keep from worrying, baby, I smile to keep from
crying
That's to keep the public from knowing just what I have on
my mind
Some day, some day, baby, I'll be six feet in my grave
Some day, some day, darling, I'll be six feet in my
grave
And, I won't be around here to be mistreated, darling, like
a low-down slave
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by Aaron
Thibeaux "T-Bone" Walker
recording of 19
from The
Very Best Of T-Bone Walker (Koch International
8066), copyright
notice
Well, the clock is strikin' twelve, somebody's got to go
Well, the clock is strikin' twelve, somebody's got to go
Gee, but I'm going to miss ya baby, this is one thing I'm
sure you know
When it's twelve o'clock in Memphis, it's one o'clock in San
Antone
When it's twelve o'clock in Memphis, it's one o'clock in San
Antone
When it's midnight in California, I'll be so all alone
Midnight is an awful hour, why does it come so soon?
Midnight is a awful hour, why does it come so soon?
It never bring me happ'ness, it always leave me filled with
gloom
Don't ever gamble buddy, unless you're sure that you can't
lose
Don't ever gamble buddy, unless you're sure that you can't
lose
You better take my advise, unless you want this midnight
blues
"Put it away!"
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by McDaniel / Aaron
Thibeaux "T-Bone" Walker
recording of 19
from T-Bone
Blues (Atlantic 8020-2),
copyright
notice
Come home little girl, your papa ain't salty
no more
Come home little girl, your papa ain't salty no more
I need your love, and I swear I miss you so
I know I was wrong, and I know I've caused you pains
I know I was wrong, and I know I've caused you pains
I'm sorry pretty baby, I won't do that again
Why, oh why pretty baby, why did you have to go
Please come back home pretty mama
Papa ain't salty no more
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by Aaron
Thibeaux "T-Bone" Walker
recording of 19
from T-Bone
Blues (Atlantic 8020-2),
copyright
notice
Play on little girl, just keep on having fun
Play on little girl, just keep on having fun
You ball everyday, and you leave your work undone
Yes I love my baby, oh yes I really do
Well, I love my baby, oh yes I really do
Why not stay at home baby, and let me ball some too
Play on little girl, play until the morning sun
Play on little girl, play until the morning sun
You don't live but once, so you're playing days are done
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She's
The No Sleepin'est Woman
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by Paul Rainer
recording of 19
from Low
Down Blues (Charly 7),
copyright
notice
When I tiptoe to the house, high as a kite
I'd rather face a tiger than to face my wife
She's the no sleepin'est woman I ever did see
When I hit the doorstep she knows it's me
With my shoes in my hand, I'm careful too
It makes no difference, it's "honey, is that you?"
She's the no sleepin'est woman I ever did see
When I hit the doorstep she knows it's me
Well I like to play around sometime with my friend
But when I go home I'm afraid to go in
She thinks my head is a rubber ball
It's the same old story from summer to fall
She knows I'm sick, and a little tight
But I gotta prepare for a all night fight
She's the no sleepin'est woman I ever did see
When I hit the doorstep she knows it's me
Well I like to play around sometime with my friend
But when I go home I'm afraid to go in
She thinks my head is a rubber ball
It's the same old story from summer to fall
She knows I'm sick, and a little tight
But I gotta prepare for a all night fight
She's the no sleepin'est woman I ever did see
When I hit the doorstep she knows it's me
She's the no sleepin'est woman I ever did see
I give her some pills and she trick poor me
No sleepin'est woman that I ever did see
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by Aaron
Thibeaux "T-Bone" Walker
recording of 19
from The
Very Best Of T-Bone Walker (Koch International
8066), copyright
notice
I've got a street walkin' woman, she stays tall an twisted
all the time
I've got a street walkin' woman, she stays tall an twisted
all the time
She goes to bed with a fifth of whiskey an she wakes up with
a jug a-wine
She leaves home early in the mo'nin', then she don't come
back until the sun's goin' down
She leaves home in the mo'nin', an' she don't come back
until the sun is goin' down
She's always got her whiskey up to her mouth, and her face
full of ugly frown
I work hard everyday, try to make ends meet
I work hard everyday an try to make ends meet
All that woman wants to do, is keep her big feet in the
street
I love my street walkin' woman, she walks the avenue up and
down
I love my street walkin' woman, she walks the avenue up and
down
Sometime I wish she would start ta walkin', an' keep on
walkin' outta town
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by Hite
recording of 19
from T-Bone
Blues (Atlantic 8020-2),
copyright
notice
I love my baby, she's so mean to me
Yes I love my baby, she's so mean to me
I'm gonna change my way of living baby, move across the deep
blue sea
You know you didn't want me baby, when you climbed up on
my knee
You were drinkin' moonshine
whiskey mama, tryin' to jive
poor me
Yes I love you, yes I love you, yes I love, and I don't care
what you do
Brownskin woman, who might you're good man be
Brownskin woman, who might you're good man be
Say the reason why I ask you baby, you sure look good to
me
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by Aaron
Thibeaux "T-Bone" Walker
recording of 19
from Low
Down Blues (Charly 7),
copyright
notice
Let your hair down baby, 'n' let's have a natural ball
Let your hair down baby, 'n' let's have a natural ball
'Cause when you're not happy, it ain't no fun at all
You can't take it with you, that's one thing for sure
You can't take it with you baby, that's one thing for
sure
There's nothing wrong with you baby, that a good T-Bone
shuffle can't cure
Have fun while you can, fate's an awful thing
Have fun while you can, fate's an awful thing
You can't tell what might happen, that's why I love to
sing
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Tell
Me What's The Reason
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by Aaron
Thibeaux "T-Bone" Walker
recording of 19
from The
Very Best Of T-Bone Walker (Koch International
8066), copyright
notice
Tell me what's the reason, you keep on teasin' me?
Tell me what's the reason, you keep on teasin' me?
You said that you don't want me, but you just won't let me
be
Tell me what's the reason, you do the things you do?
Tell me what's the reason, you do the things you do?
Your breakin' my achin' heart, 'til it pains me through an
through
I get up in the mornin', feelin' kinda good
Hopin' my baby will do the things she should
I'd take you in my arms an hold you nice n' tight
But all you want to do, is start another fight
Tell me what's the reason, you keep on teasin' me?
Said that you don't love me, then please just set me
free
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by
recording of 19
from T-Bone
Blues (Atlantic 8020-2),
copyright
notice
Why not, why not darling
I don't understand
Why not let me be your regular man
Why not, why not baby
You know you done me wrong
Why not let me love you all night long
I love you baby, you know that's true
Give you all money
What more can I do?
Why not, why not darling
Why not I don't know
Why not let me be your daddy-o
I love you baby, you know that's true
Give you all my money
What more can I do?
Why not, why not darlin'
Why not I don't know
Why not let me love you anymore?
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You're
My Best Poker Hand
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by Burghardt Jr.
recording of 19
from Low
Down Blues (Charly 7),
copyright
notice
I've got a five card hand and I don't know how to play
I've got a five card hand and I don't know how to play
I need a queen like you to make my hand o.k.
The kid drew three aces and stacked them back to back
The kid drew three aces and stacked them back to back
I looked at my hand and not a smile did I crack
When the deal goes down, I've only drawed one card
When the deal goes down, I've only drawed one card
And if you play poker, you know that sure is hard
The kid spread his hand and began to blush
The kid spread his hand and then began to blush
But his face turned pale when he saw my queen high flush
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