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Train Kept A Rollin'
(Tiny Bradshaw)

I caught the train, I met a dame,
She was a hipster, well and a real cool dame,
(She was handsome,)
She was pretty, from New York City,
Well and we trucked on down that old fair lane,
(Goin' on,)
With a heave, and a ho,
(Wo,)
Well, I just couldn't let her go.
(Yes I did,)
Get along, sweet little woman, get along,
Be on your way,
Get along, sweet little woman, get along,
Be on your way,
With a heave, and a ho,
(Love the way you walk,)
I just couldn't let her go.
(Yes I do now.)

Well, the train kept a-rollin', all night long,
(Sweet little woman, get along,)
The train kept a-rollin', all night long,
([You're my queen?])
The train kept a-rollin', all night long,
(Sweet little woman, get along,)
The train kept a-rollin', all night long,
([You're my queen?])
With a heave, and a ho,
(Love the way you walk,)
Well I just couldn't let her go,
(Yes I do.)

We made a stop at Albuquerque,
She must have thought I was a real gone jerk,
We got out the train in El Paso
(break)
Lookin' so good, Jack, I couldn't let her go.
Get along, sweet little woman, get along,
(Oh, right,)
Well, the train kept a-rollin', all night long,
The train kept a-rollin', all night long,
The train kept a-rollin', all night long,
The train kept a-rollin', all night long,
With a heave, and a ho,
Well I just couldn't let her go.

Rollin' and Tumblin
(Traditional blues song)

I roll and I tumble
I cried the whole night long
Yes, I roll and I tumble
I cried the whole night long
I got up this morning
Feeling that something going on wrong
Well now want you to love me baby
Or please let me be
Yes, love me baby
Or please let me be
If you don't like my peaches
Please don't shake my tree
Well, I want you to love me baby
And come on and say you'll be mine
I want you to love me baby
Come and say you'll be mine
If you don't like my potatoes
Please don't dig up my vine

(I'm Your) Hoochie Coochie Man

(Willie Dixon)

The gypsy woman told my mother
Before I was born
I got a boy child's comin'
He's gonna be a son of a gun
He gonna make pretty womens
Jump and shout
Then the world wanna know
What this all about
But you know I'm him
Everybody knows I'm him
Well you know I'm the hoochie coochie man
Everybody knows I'm him
I got a black cat bone
I got a mojo too
I got the Johnny conkeroo
I'm gonna mess with you
I'm gonna make you girls
Lead me by my hand
Then the world will know
The hoochie coochie man
But you know I'm him
Everybody knows I'm him
Oh you know I'm the hoochie coochie man
Everybody knows I'm him
On the seventh hours
On the seventh day
On the seventh month
The seven doctors say
He was born for good luck
And that you'll see
I got seven hundred dollars
Don't you mess with me
But you know I'm him
Everybody knows I'm him
Well you know I'm the hoochie coochie man
Everybody knows I'm him

Yer Blues
(Lennon / McCartney)

Yes, I'm lonely
Wanna die
Yes, I'm lonely
Wanna die
If I ain't dead already
Ooh! Girl you know the reason why

In the morning
Wanna die
In the evening
Wanna die
If I ain't dead already
Ooh! Girl you know the reason why

My mother was up the sky,
My father was up the earth,
But I am up the universe
And you know what it's worth

I'm lonely
Wanna die
If I ain't dead already
Ooh! Girl you know the reason why

The eagle picks my eye
The worm he licks my bone
I feel so suicidal
Just like Dylan's Mr. Jones

Lonely!
Wanna die
If I ain't dead already
Ooh! Girl you know the reason why

Black cloud crossed my mind
Blue mist round my soul
Feel so suicidal
Even hate my rock and roll

Wanna die
Yeah! Wanna die
If I ain't dead already
Ooh! Girl you know the reason why

Back Door Man
(Willie Dixon)

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

Soul of a Man
(Blind Willie Johnson)

Won't somebody tell me, answer if you can!
Want somebody tell me, what is the soul of a man
I'm going to ask the question, answer if you can
If anybody here can tell me, what is the soul of a man?
I've traveled in different countries, I've traveled foreign lands
I've found nobody to tell me, what is the soul of a man
I saw a crowd stand talking, I came up right on time
Were hearing the doctor and the lawyer, say a man ain't nothing but his mind
I read the bible often, I tries to read it right
As far as I can understand, a man is more than his mind
When Christ stood in the temple, the people stood amazed
Was showing the doctors and the lawyers, how to raise a body from the grave
Spoonful

I Ain't Superstitious

(Howlin' Wolf)

Well, I ain't superstitious, black cat just cross my trail
Well, I ain't superstitious, oh the black cat just cross my trail
Don't sweep me with no broom, I might get put in jail
When my right hand itches, I gets money for sure
When my right hand itches, I gets money for sure
But, when my left eye jumps, somebody's got to go
Well, I ain't superstitious, black cat just cross my trail
Well, I ain't superstitious, black cat just cross my trail
Don't sweep me with no broom, I just might get put in jail
Well, the dogs are howlin, all over the neighborhood
Whoa, the dogs are howlin, all over the neighborhood
That is true sign of death, baby, that ain't no good
Well, I'm not superstitious, blow that black cat across my trail
Well, I'm not superstitious, a black cat across my trail
Don't sweep me with no broom, I just might get put in jail
That's bad luck for me

Crossroads Blues
(Robert Johnson)

I went to the crossroads, fell down on my knees
I went to the crossroads, fell down on my knees
Asked the Lord above, have mercy now, save poor Bob if you please

Standin' at the crossroads, tried to flag a ride
Whee-hee, I tried to flag a ride
Didn't nobody seem to know me, everybody pass me by

Standin' at the crossroads, risin' sun goin' down
Standin' at the crossroads baby, the risin' sun goin' down
I believe to my soul now, po' Bob is sinkin' down

You can run, you can run, tell my friend Willie Brown
You can run, you can run, tell my friend Willie Brown
That I got the crossroad blues this mornin', Lord, baby I'm sinkin' down

I went to the crossroad, mama, I looked east and west
I went to the crossroad, babe, I looked east and west
Lord, I didn't have no sweet woman, ooh well, babe, in my distress

Death Letter
(Son House)

I got a letter this mornin, how do you reckon it read?
It said, "Hurry, hurry, yeah, your love is dead."
I got a letter this mornin, I say how do you reckon it read?
You know, it said, "Hurry, hurry, how come the gal you love is dead?"

So, I grabbed up my suitcase, and took off down the road.
When I got there she was layin on a coolin board.
I grabbed up my suitcase, and I said and I took off down the road.
I said, but when I got there she was already layin on a coolin board.

Well, I walked up right close, looked down in her face.
Said, the good ole gal got to lay here til the Judgement Day.
I walked up right close, and I said I looked down in her face.
I said the good ole gal, she got to lay here til the Judgement Day.

Looked like there was 10,000 people standin round the buryin ground.
I didn't know I loved her til they laid her down.
Looked like 10,000 were standin round the buryin ground.
You know I didn't know I loved her til they damn laid her down.

Lord, have mercy on my wicked soul.
I wouldn't mistreat you baby, for my weight in gold.
I said, Lord, have mercy on my wicked soul.
You know I wouldn't mistreat nobody, baby, not for my weight in gold.

Well, I folded up my arms and I slowly walked away.
I said, "Farewell honey, I'll see you on Judgement Day."
Ah, yeah, oh, yes, I slowly walked away.
I said, "Farewell, farewell, I'll see you on the Judgement Day."

You know I went in my room, I bowed down to pray.
The blues came along and drove my spirit away.
I went in my room, I said I bowed down to pray.
I said the blues came along and drove my spirit away.

You know I didn't feel so bad, til the good ole sun went down.
I didn't have a soul to throw my arms around.-acapo

I Walk The Line
(Johnny Cash)

I keep a close watch on this heart of mine
I keep my eyes wide open all the time.
I keep the ends out for the tie that binds
Because you're mine,
I walk the line

I find it very, very easy to be true
I find myself alone when each day is through
Yes, I'll admit I'm a fool for you
Because you're mine,
I walk the line

As sure as night is dark and day is light
I keep you on my mind both day and night
And happiness I've known proves that it's right
Because you're mine,
I walk the line

You've got a way to keep me on your side
You give me cause for love that I can't hide
For you I know I'd even try to turn the tide
Because you're mine,
I walk the line

Boogie Chillen
(John Lee Hooker)

Well, hey hey
When I first came to town, people
I was walking down Hastings Street
I heard everybody talking about
Henry's Swing Club
I dropped in there that night
I did the boogie
I did the boogie, boogie
I did the boogie
Yeah, hey hey
One night I was laying down
Well I heard,
My mama and papa talking
About the boogie.
Do you wanna boogie
Do you wanna boogie
Do the boogie now
Hey hey hey hey
I'm gonna tell you something
One night when I was laying down
I heard, I heard, I heard..
Do the boogie...
Feel good, feel good, feel good, feel good...
Feel.. feel.. feel.. feel.. feel..
Thank you...

Rock And Roll, Hoochie Koo
(R. Derringer and J.Winter)

I couldn't stop movin' when I first took hold
It was a warm spring night at the old town hall
There was a band called "Jokers", they were layin' it down
Doncha know I'm never gonna lose that funky sound

Rock and roll, hoochie koo
Lawdy mama, light my fuse
Rock and roll, hoochie koo
Truck on out and spread the news, alright

I hope y'all know what I'm talkin' about
The way she wiggled that thing, it really knocks me out
Gettin' high all the time but if you're not there too
Come on a little closer, gonna do it to you

Rock and roll, hoochie koo
Lawdy mama, light my fuse
Rock and roll, hoochie koo
Truck on out and spread the news

'Squitas start buzzin' 'bout that time of year
She's goin' 'round backstage, she'd meet me there
We were ballin' in the grass too behind the barn
Now my ears started ringin' like a fire alarm

Rock and roll, hoochie koo
Lawdy mama, light my fuse
Rock and roll, hoochie koo
Truck on out and spread the news

Rock and roll, hoochie koo
Lawdy mama, light my fuse
Rock and roll, hoochie koo
Truck on out and spread the news

Done got tired of payin' dues
Said goodbye to all my blues
Lawdy mama, light my fuse

Hard To Handle
(Otis Redding)

Hey there, here I am
I'm the man on the scene
I can give you what you want
But you got to come home with me

I forgot some good old lovin'
And I got some more in store
When I get to thrown it on you
You got to come back for more

Toys and things that come by the dozen
That ain't nothin' but drug store lovin'
Hey little thing, let me light your candle
'Cause mama I'm sure hard to handle, now, gets around

Action speaks louder than words
And I'm a man of great experience
I know you got another man
But I can love you better than him

Take my hand, don't be afraid
I'm gonna prove every word I say
I'm advertisin' love for free
So, you can place your ad with me

Once it come along a dime by the dozen
That ain't nothin' but ten cent lovin'
Hey little thing, let me light your candle
'Cause mama I'm sure hard to handle, now, gets around

Yeah, hard to handle, now
Oh, baby

Baby, here I am
The man on your scene
I can give you what you want
But you got to come home with me

I forgot some good old lovin'
And I got some more in store
When I get to thrown it on you
You got to come runnin' back for more

Once it come along a dime by the dozen
That ain't nothin' but drug store lovin'
Hey little thing, let me light your candle
'Cause mama I'm sure hard to handle, now, gets around

Hard, hard to handle, now
Oh yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah

Once it come along a dime by the dozen
That ain't nothin' but ten cent lovin'
Hey little babe, let me light your candle
'Cause mama I'm sure hard to handle, now, gets around

Yeah, so hard to handle, now
Oh yeah
Baby, good lovin'
Baby, baby, owww, good lovin'
I need good lovin'
I got to have, oh yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah
So hard to handle, now, yeah

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