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It's a big job just gettin' by with nine kids and a wife
But I've been workin' man, dang near all my life but I'll keep workin'
Long as my two hands are fit to use
I'll drink my beer in a tavern
Sing a little bit of these working man blues
I keep my nose on the grindstone, I work hard every day
I might get a little tired on the weekend, after I draw my pay
Then I'll go back workin', come Monday morning I'm right back with the crew
I'll drink a little beer that evening
Sing a little bit of these working man blues
Sometimes I think about leaving, do a little bummin' around
I want to throw my bills out the window catch a train to another town
I'll go back working, I gotta buy my kids a brand new pair of shoes
I drink a little beer in a tavern
Cry a little bit of these working man blues, here comes that workin' man
Well, hey, hey, the working man, the working man like me
I ain't never been on welfare, 'n that's one place I won't be
I'll be working long as my two hands are fit to use
I'll drink my little beer in a tavern
Sing a little bit of these working man blues, this song for the workin' man
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Baby, please stop messin' 'round
You'll be messin' around all the time
Baby, please stop messin' around
You'll be messin' around all the time
If you don't stop messin' 'round
You'll be somebody's friend
Instead of mine, yes sir
You're rockin' the temperature
My baby's cherry red
You're rockin' so hard
I fall right out of bed
I said,
Baby, please stop messin' 'round
You'll be messin' around all the time
If you don't stop messin' 'round
You'll be somebody's friend
Instead of mine
You're rockin' the temperature
My baby's cherry red
You're rockin' so hard
I fall right out of bed
I said,
Baby, please stop messin' 'round
You'll be messin' around all the time
If you don't stop messin' 'round
You'll be somebody's friend
Instead of mine
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Born under a bad sign
Been down since I begin to crawl
If it wasn't for bad luck
You know I wouldn't have no luck at all
Hard luck and trouble is my only friend
I've been on my own ever since I was ten
Born under a bad sign
Been down since I begin to crawl
If it wasn't for bad luck
You know I wouldn't have no luck at all
I can't read, haven't learned how to write
My whole life has been one big fight
Born under a bad sign
I been down since I begin to crawl
If it wasn't for bad luck
I say I wouldn't have no luck at all
I ain't no lyin'
You know if it wasn't for bad luck
I wouldn't have no kinda luck
If it wasn't for real bad luck
I wouldn't have no luck at all
You know, wine and women is all I crave
A big-legged woman is gonna carry me to my grave
Born under a bad sign
I been down since I begin to crawl
If it wasn't for bad luck
I tell I wouldn't have no luck at all
Yeah, my bad luck boy
Been havin' bad luck all of my days, yes
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I got ramblin', I got ramblin' on my mind
I got ramblin', I got ramblin' all on my mind
Hate to leave my baby but you treat me so unkind
I got mean things, I got mean things all on my mind
Little girl, little girl, I got mean things all on my mind
Hate to leave you here, babe, but you treat me so unkind
Runnin' down to the station, catch the first mail train I see
I think I hear her comin' now
Runnin' down to the station, catch the old first mail train I see
I got the blues about Miss So-and-So and the child got the blues about me
And I'm leavin' this mornin' with my arm' fold' up and cryin'
And I'm leavin' this mornin' with my arm' fold' up and cryin'
I hate to leave my baby but she treats me so unkind
I got mean things, I've got mean things on my mind
I got mean things, I've got mean things all on my mind
I got to leave my baby, well, she treats me so unkind
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The thrill is gone
The thrill is gone away
The thrill is gone, baby
The thrill is gone away
You know you done me wrong, baby
And you'll be sorry someday
The thrill is gone
It's gone away from me
The thrill is gone, baby
The thrill is gone away from me
Although, I'll still live on
But so lonely I'll be
The thrill is gone
It's gone away for good
All the thrill is gone
Baby, it's gone away for good
Someday I know I'll be open-armed baby
Just like I know, I know I should
You know, I'm free, free now, baby
I'm free from your spell
Oh, free, free, free now, baby
I'm free from your spell
And now that it's all over
All that I can do is wish you well
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Need someone's hand to lead me through the night
I need someone's arms to hold and squeeze me tight
Now, when the night begins, I'm at an end
Because I need your love so bad
I need some lips to feel next to mine
I need someone to stand up and tell me when I'm lyin'
And when the lights are low, and it's time to go
That's when I need your love so bad
So why don't you give it up, and bring it home to me
Or write it on a piece of paper, baby, so it can be read to me
Tell me that you love me, and stop drivin' me mad
Ooh, because I, I need your love so bad
Need your soft voice, that talked to me at night
I don't want you to worry, baby
I know we can make everything alright
Listen to my plea, baby, bring it to me
Because I need your love so bad
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You know I'm a crawlin' king snake, baby, and I rules my den
You know I'm a crawlin' king snake, baby, and I rules my den
I don't want you hangin' around my mate; wanna use her for myself
You know you caught me crawlin', baby, when the, when the grass was very high
I'm just gonna keep on crawlin' now, baby, until the day I die
Because I'm a crawlin' king snake, baby, and I rules my den
Don't want you hangin' around my mate; wanna use her for myself
You know I'm gon' crawl up to your window, baby
Wanna crawl up to your door; you got anything I want, baby?
Wanna crawl up on your floor
Because I'm a crawlin' king snake, baby, and I rules my den
You know you caught me crawlin', baby, when the, when the grass was very high
I'm just gonna keep on crawlin' now, baby, until the day I die
Because I'm a crawlin' king snake, baby, and I rules my den
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Keep on (Handsome Jack)
04:02
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I remember when I heard the sound
that funky blues guitar playing in town
those cats are really laying it down
and people came from all around.
Thats the sound, I was looking for
you got to pay your deuce, play that funky guitar blues.
King Albert, BB and Fender too
Magic Sam, he was real cool
the Hooker, Alvin Lee,
even Junior — special with him too.
That’s the sound I was looking for
you got to pay your deuce, play that funky guitar blues.
solo
(Break) —
Now that I’m older, I still love that sound
Miles, Neil Young, they just hangin' up town
that old blues guitar got a hold on me
make me realize who I wanna be
Thats the sound I was looking for.
you got to pay your deuce, play that funky guitar blues
you got to pay your deuce, play that funky guitar blues
— pay your deuce, play that funky guitar blues.
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