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I'm a cross cut saw
Just drag me 'cross your log
You know, I'm a cross cut saw
Just drag me across your log
I cut your wood so easy for you
You can't help but say 'Hot dog!'
Some call me wood-choppin' Sam
Some call me wood-cuttin' Ben

You been meetin' your man, baby
Down at the local laundromat
I say, you been meetin' your man, baby
Down at the local laundromat
I've done got wise, an' daddy ain't goin' for that

Early ev'ry mornin', you grab your old blouse or two
Yeah, you get up early ev'ry mornin'

There is nothin' I can do
If you leave me here to cry
There is nothin' I can do
If you leave me here to cry
Baby my love will follow you
As the years go passing by

I give you all that I own

You go out when you get ready
You come home when you please
You don't ever want to love me
Think it outta be all right with me

Listen, when I try to talk to you, baby
And let you know just how I feel
All you tell me if I don't like it

Hey, I wanna tell you about my troubles
I've had just about every bad luck a man can have
In my moving around, I've played all over the world
And just about every town
Anywhere I play, they wanna know what I'm putting down

They [Incomprehensible]
They shot me at San Antone

When the sunrise in the east, lover
It set deeply in the west

Yeah, the sunrise in the east
It set deeply in the west
I've been lookin' for my lover
An' I haven't found her yet

This is blues power!

Well

Play it now)

Everybody understands the blues
Are you listening?

"Born Under a Bad Sign"
William Bell/Booker T. Jones

Born under a bad sign
I been down since I begin to crawl
If it wasn't for bad luck,
I wouldn't have no luck at all

Born under a bad sign
I've been down since I began to crawl
If it wasn't for bad luck
I wouldn't have no luck at all

Born under a bad sign
I've been down since I began to crawl
If it wasn't for bad luck

Текст песни
Albert King - Breaking Up Somebody's Home

Laying round home alone
On a rainy night like this
Starving for your love
Hungry for just one kiss

They call it stormy Monday, but Tuesday is as just as bad
Yeah, they call it stormy Monday but Tuesday, Tuesday is as just as bad
You know Wednesday is worst, and Thursday, oh so sad

The eagle flies on Friday and Saturday I'll go out to play
Oh, the eagle flies on Friday and Saturday I'll go out to play
The seventh day I'll rest and I'll kneel down to pray

Call my job
Tell the boss I won't be in
I said, call my job
To tell my boss I won't be in

Oh, you can tell him I'm sick
Tell him anything
But I just had too much weekend

I wonder where, I wonder where, this Sears Roebuck drummer come from?

Hey baby, can't you see what you're doin' to me
Hey baby, baby, baby, can't you see what you're doin' to me
Well you say you're gonna leave me, darlin'
You're goin' back to your old time, used to be

I work two jobs, I bring home all-a the pay

Keep raisin' saying if I play this chord
They hittin' the B Flat right
I'm gon' make a
Hit if it's the last thing I do
I done come home to you
And you done put your cold feet on me
Get warm your feet, woman
Hanging around the studio

Ha-ha-ha...yeah!

Cold women with warm hearts is my kind of woman
Cold women with warm hearts is my kind of woman

If you got a woman that's cold
9 times outta 10 she can't be stole
If you got a woman that's hot as fire

Your mind's set on leavin'
To a house down a one way street
Say you're gonna lock up all the doors
And throw away the key

Oh, but don't burn down the bridge, darlin'
You just might wanna come back
'Cause the grass ain't no greener

HEY BABY,
DON`T THROW YOUR LOVE ON ME SO STRONG.
HEY BABY,
DON`T THROW YOUR LOVE ON ME SO STRONG.
YEAH, YOUR LOVE IS LIKE A FAUCET,
YOU CAN TURN IT OFF AND ON.

HEY BABY,

I'm going down. My nose is in the sand
I'm going down, down, baby. My nose is in the sand
A cloud of dust just came over me
and I think I'm drowning on dry land

You know, my father told me, son don't rush to be a man
You know, my father told me, son don't you rush to be a man
But I went ahead on, and now I think I'm drowning on dry land

One, two, three, four!

For the love of a woman
A man will do most anything
For a love of a woman
A man will do most anything
Make him steal from his mother
Just to buy her a diamond ring

Everyday baby, when the sun go down
I get with my friends, an' I begin to clown
I don't care, what the people are thinkin'
I ain't drunk, I'm just drinkin'

(But you're so high)
Oh man, you know I ain't high
(But you're so high)

One of these days an' it won't be long, yeah
You gonna look for me an' I'll be gone

I believe, I say I believe right now
Hey, hey, hey, baby
You tryin' to make a fool of me, now

You goin' 'round here with your head so hard, yeah

Two kind of people I just can't stand
That's an evil-hearted woman and a lyin' man
Don't you lie to me
No don't you lie to me
Because it make me mad
I get evil as a man can be

You told me that you loved me a long time ago

If you're down and out and you feel real hurt
Come on over to the place where I live
And all your loneliness I'll try to soothe
I'll play the blues for you

Don't be afraid come on in
You might run across some of your old friends
All your loneliness I gotta soothe

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I'm gonna move, baby, way out on the outskirts of town
I'm gonna move way out on the outskirts of town
I don't want nobody who's always hanging around

I'm gonna tell you baby, we're gonna move away from here
I don't want no ice man, I'm gonna get me a frigidaire

I should-a quit you, along time ago
I should-a quit you, baby, along time ago
I should-a quit you baby, an' went on to Mexico

If I had-a followed, my first mind
If I had-a followed, my first mind
I would-a been gone, yeah, my second time

"Laundromat Blues"
Sandie Jones

You been meetin' your man, baby
Down at the local laundromat
I say, you been meetin' your man, baby
Down at the local laundromat
I've done got wise, an' daddy ain't goin' for that

"Oh, Pretty Woman"
A.C. Williams

Oh pretty woman she's the rising sun
Says all your cheap paint and powder ain't gonna help you none
She's a pretty woman right down to the bone
So you just might as well still leave your skin alone

Two, three

(Lord!)

The moon is risin', an' it done got lonesome here
I said, the moon is risin', baby, an' it done got lonesome, here
Although you're a long ways from me
But baby, I wish you were near

Oh pretty woman she's the rising sun
Says all your cheap paint and powder ain't gonna help you none
She's a pretty woman right down to the bone
So you just might as well still leave your skin alone

Pretty woman
What's the matter with you
Can't make you love me, no matter what I do

Oh you come home one eve'nin'
To nothin' but the four walls
And then ya find your phone been disconnected
You can't even make no call
Ya hung out for your baby, oh, an'she's not there
You look in the closet, buddy, an'you find it's all bare

Oh, that's what the blues is people

"The Hunter"
Steve Cropper/Donald "Duck" Dunn/Al Jackson, Jr./Booker T. Jones/Junior Wells

They call me the hunter, that's my name

A pretty woman like you, is my only game

I bought me a love gun, just the other day

"The Very Thought Of You"
Ray Noble

The very thought of you and I forget to do
The little ordinary things that everyone ought to do

I'm living in a kind of daydream, I'm happy as a king
And foolish though it may seem, to me that's everything

Left my home in Texas
I moved to Arkansas
Now if you think I'm goin' back again
Oh my God, no, no

'Cause I'm a travelin' man, I say I'm a travelin' man
I don't wanna lose this groove, I got to move
I'm a travelin' man

"We All Wanna Boogie"
Allen Toussaint

Some want all the money, well
Some want all the honey, yeah
How could they all have ev'rything?
I smell somethin' funny
(We all, we all, we all)