Ain’t Nobody Here But Us I Like It Like That Chickens

Ain’t Nobody Here But Us
Chickens
Ain’t That A Shame
All by Myself
All Shook Up
Anna (Go to Him)
Another Saturday Night
At Last
Blue Suede Shoes
Bo Diddley
Brand New Cadillac
Bring it on Home to Me
Caldonia Boogie
Chain Gang
Choo Choo Ch’Boogie
Dance With My Father
Dark End of the Street
Devil with the Blue Dress On
Don’t Be Cruel
Don’t You Just Know It
Down by the Riverside
Down in the Valley
Drift Away
Drinking Wine Spo-Dee-O-Dee
Early in the Morning
Fishing Blues
Five Guys Named Moe
Flip Flop & Fly
The Girl Can’t Help It
Good Golly Miss Molly
He’ll Break Your Heart
Heartbreak Hotel
Help Me
Hit the Road, Jack
Hound Dog
I Got a Woman
I Like It Like That
I’m Ready
I’m Walkin’
I’m Your Puppet
In the Midnight Hour
Is You Is or Is You Ain’t My
Baby
It’s So Easy
Jailhouse Rock
Johnny B. Goode
Kansas City
Land of 1000 Dances
Let the Four Winds Blow
Little Sister
Lonely Weekends
Lonesome Train (On a Lonesome Track)
Long Tall Sally
Love Potion Number Nine
Lover Please
Matchbox
Messin’ with the Kid
Mister Lee
Mother-in-Law
Mustang Sally
My Girl
My Guy
Number Nine Train
Only a Fool Breaks His Own
Heart
Rescue Me
Saint James Infirmary
Save the Last Dance for Me
Sea Cruise
She Caught the Katy
Shout Bamalama!
Since I Fell For You
(Sittin’ On) The Dock of the Bay
Slippin’ and Slidin’
Soldier of Love
Spanish Harlem
Stand By Me
Summertime Blues
Susie Q
Sweet Baby Doll
Sweet Soul Music
Take a Letter Maria
Tear it Up
That’ll Be the Day
The Thrill is Gone
To Love Somebody
Tutti Frutti
Twist & Shout
Twisting the Night Away
Under the Boardwalk
Wade in the Water
Walking Blues
Walking to New Orleans
When a Man Loves a Woman
Willie & the Hand Jive
Wonderful World
You Better Move On
You Don’t Miss Your Water
(You Make Me Feel Like) A
Natural Woman
You Never Can Tell
You Send Me
Young Blood
Ain’t Nobody Here But Us Chickens
Alex Kramer & Joan Whitney 1946
One night farmer Brown was taking the air
He locked up the barnyard with the greatest of care
Down in the henhouse, something stirred
When he shouted who’s there, this is what he heard
There ain’t nobody here but us chickens, there ain’t nobody here at all
So calm yourself and stop that fuss, there ain’t nobody here but us
We chickens trying to sleep and you butt in
And hobble hobble hobble hobble with your chin
There ain’t nobody here but us chickens, there ain’t nobody here at all
You’re stomping around and shaking the ground and kicking up an awful dust
We chickens trying to sleep and you butt in
And hobble hobble hobble hobble it’s a sin
Tomorrow is a busy day,
we got things to do we got eggs to lay
We got ground to dig and worms to scratch
It takes a lot of settin’ gettin’ chicks to hatch
There ain’t nobody here but us chickens, there ain’t nobody here at all
So quiet yourself and stop your fuss, there ain’t nobody here but us
Kindly point that gun the other way
And hobble hobble hobble hobble off and hit the hay
break (blues x 3--vocal back in at bridge)
Hey boss man; what d’ya say; it’s easy pickins; ain’t nobody here but us chickens
Ain’t That A Shame
Fats Domino & Dave Bartholomew 1955
You made me cry when you said goodbye
Ain’t that a shame; my tears fell like rain
Ain’t that a shame; you the one to blame
You broke my heart when you said we’d part
Ain’t that a shame; my tears fell like rain
Ain’t that a shame; you the one to blame
Oh well, goodbye, although I’ll cry
Ain’t that a shame; my tears fell like rain
Ain’t that a shame; you the one to blame
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You made me cry when you said goodbye
Ain’t that a shame; my tears fell like rain
Ain’t that a shame; you the one to blame
Oh well, goodbye, although I’ll cry
Ain’t that a shame; my tears fell like rain
Ain’t that a shame; you the one to blame
All by Myself
Dave Bartholomew & Fats Domino 1955
Little girl, don’t you understand, I want to be your loving man
All by myself; all by myself; I don’t need no one to love you
Gonnna love you all by myself
Well meet me in a hurry behind the barn; don’t be afraid, I’ll do you no harm
All by myself; all by myself; I don’t need no one to love you
Gonnna love you all by myself
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Well I got a woman who’s six feet tall; sleeps in the kitchen with her feet in the hall
All by herself; all by herself; I don’t need no one to love her
Gonnna love her all by myself
Well I got a girl that lives on the hill; she won’t love you but her sister will
All by herself; all by herself; I don’t need no one to love her
Gonnna love her all by herself
Little girl, don’t you understand, I want to be your loving man
All by myself; all by myself; I don’t need no one to love you
Gonnna love you all by myself
All Shook Up
Otis Blackwell 1957
Well bless my soul, what’s a-wrong with me I’m itching like a man on a fuzzy tree
My friends say I’m acting wild as a bug I’m in love; I’m all shook up
Mmm, mm, yeah, yeah
Well my hand is shaky and my knees are weak I can’t seem to stand on my own two feet
Who do you thank of when you have such luck I’m in love; I’m all shook up
Mmm, mm, yeah, yeah
Please don’t ask me what’s on my mind I’m a little mixed up but I feel just fine
When I meet that girl that I love the best; my heart beats so it scares me to death
She touches my hand and what a chill I got; her lips are like a volcano that’s hot
I’m proud to say that she’s my buttercup; I’m in love; I’m all shook up
Mmm, mm, yeah, yeah
My tongue gets tied when I try to speak; my insides shake like a leaf on a tree
There’s only one cure for this body of mine; that’s to have that girl that I love so fine
She touch my hand and what a chill I got; her lips are like a volcano that’s hot
I’m proud to say that she’s my buttercup; I’m in love; I’m all shook up
Mmm, mm, yeah, yeah
Mmm, mm, yeah; I’m all shook up.
Anna (Go to Him)
Arthur Alexander 1962
Anna, you come and ask me girl, to set you free girl
You say he loves you more than me, I will set you free, go with him;
go with him
But Anna, girl before you go now, I want you to know now
I still love you so but if he loves you more go with him
All of my life I’ve been searching for a girl to love me like I love you
But every girl that I’ve ever had breaks my heart and leaves me sad
What am I supposed to do
Anna, just one more thing girl; give back my ring to me
And darling you’ll be free to go with him
All of my life I’ve been searching for a girl to love me like I love you
But every girl that I’ve ever had breaks my heart and leaves me sad
What am I supposed to do
Anna, just one more thing girl; give back my ring to me
And darling you’ll be free to go with him
Go with him
Go with him etc.
Another Saturday Night
Sam Cooke 1963
Another Saturday night and I ain’t got nobody
I’ve got some money cause I just got paid
Oh how I wish I had someone to talk to
I’m in an awful way
I got into town a month ago
I seen a lot of girls since then
If I could meet ‘em, I could get ‘em
But as yet I haven’t met ‘em
That’s how I’m in the state I’m in.
CHORUS
Another fella told me
He had a sister who looked just fine
Instead of being my deliverance
She had a strange resemblence
To a cat named Frankenstein.
CHORUS
It’s hard on a fella
When he don’t know his way around
If I don’t find me a honey
To help me spend my money
I’m gonna have to blow this town
CHORUS
At Last
Mack Gordon & Harry Warren 1941 (Etta James in 1960)
At last
my love has come along;
my lonely days are over
And life is like a song
At last
the skies above are blue
my heart was wrapped up in clover
The night I looked at you
I found a dream that I could speak to
A dream that I can call my own
I found the thrill to press my cheek to
A thrill that I have never known
You smiled
and then the spell was cast
And here we are in heaven
For you are mine at last
Blue Suede Shoes
Carl Perkins 1955
Well it’s one for the money, two for the show
Three to get ready now go cat go
And don’t you step on my blue suede shoes
You can do anything buy stay off of my blue suede shoes
Well you can knock me down, step on my face
Slander my name all over the place
Do anything that you want to do
But uh uh honey lay off of those shoes
And don’t you step on my blue suede shoes
You can do anything buy stay off of my blue suede shoes
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You can my house, steal my car, drink my liquor from an old fruit jar
Do anything that you want to do
But uh uh honey lay off of those shoes
And don’t you step on my blue suede shoes
You can do anything buy stay off of my blue suede shoes
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Well it’s one for the money, two for the show
Three to get ready now go cat go
And don’t you step on my blue suede shoes
You can do anything buy stay off of my blue suede shoes
blue blue blue suede shoes etc.
Bo Diddley
Bo Diddley 1955
Bo Diddley buy baby diamond ring;
If that diamond ring don’t shine
He gonna take it to a private eye
And if that private eye can’t see
He better not take the ring-a from me
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Bo Diddley caught a nanny goat
To make his pretty baby a Sunday coat
Bo Diddley caught a bear cat
To make his pretty baby a Sunday hat
break
Mojo come to my house the bearcat moaned
To take my pretty baby away from home
Ugly old Mojo, where you been
Up to your house and gone again
Bo Diddley Bo Diddley have you heard
My pretty baby said she was a bird
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Brand New Cadillac
Vince Taylor 1959
My baby drove up in a brand new Cadillac
My baby drove up in a brand new Cadillac
Well she looked at me daddy: I ain’t never coming back
I said “baby baby baby won’t you listen to me,
Come on sugar, come on hear my plea.”
Well she looked at me boy: oh we’ll never agree
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Well the Caddy rollin’ going ‘bout ninety-five
Oh the Caddy rollin’ going ‘bout ninety-five
Well me and my Ford are right by her side
I said “baby baby baby won’t you listen to me,
Come on baby, come on hear my plea.”
Turn that big car ‘round; come on back to me
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Well my baby took off in a brand new Cadillac
Ooh my baby took off in a brand new Cadillac
Well she looked at me daddy: I ain’t never coming back
I ain’t never coming back
I ain’t never coming back
Bring it on Home to Me
Sam Cooke 1962
If you ever change your mind About leavin’, leavin’ me behind
Oh, bring it to me Bring your sweet lovin’ Bring it on home to me, oh yeah
You know I laughed when you left But now I know I’ve only hurt myself
Oh, oh, bring it to me Bring your sweet lovin’ Bring it on home to me
I’ll give you jewellery, money too And that’s not all, all I’ll do for you
Oh, oh, bring it to me Bring your sweet lovin’ Bring it on home to me
You know I’ll always be your slave Till I’m dead and buried in my grave
Oh, oh, bring it to me Bring your sweet lovin’ Bring it on home to me,
If you ever change your mind About leavin’, leavin’ me behind
Oh, oh, bring it to me Bring your sweet lovin’ Bring it on home to me
Caldonia Boogie
Louis Jordan 1945
intro: 12 bar x 3
Walking with my baby she got great big feet
She’s long lean and lanky and ain’t had nothing to eat
But she’s my baby and I love her just the same
Crazy ‘bout that woman ‘cause Caldonia is her name
Caldonia Caldonia, when makes your big head so hard (mop)
I love you, love you just the same
I’ll always love you ‘cause Caldonia is your name
break: 12 bar x 2
(spoken) You know, my mama told me to leave Caldonia alone
She says: keep away from that woman she ain’t no good
But mama didn’t know what Caldonia was putting down
So I’m going down to Caldonia’s house and ask her just one more time
Caldonia Caldonia, when makes your big head so hard (mop)
I love you, love you just the same
I’ll always love you ‘cause Caldonia is your name
out: 12 bar x 1
Chain Gang
Sam Cooke 1960
(Well don’t you know) That’s the sound of the men working on the chain gang
That’s the sound of the men working on the chain gang
All day long they’re saying: (huh ha, x4)
(Well don’t you know) That’s the sound of the men working on the chain gang
That’s the sound of the men working on the chain gang
All day long they work so hard till the sun is going down
Working on the highways and byways and wearing a frown
You hear them moaning their lives away; then you hear somebody say
That’s the sound of the men working on the chain gang
That’s the sound of the men working on the chain gang
Can’t you hear them saying hmm: I’m going home one of these days I’m going home,
see my woman, whom I love so dear
But meanwhile I’ve got to work right here
(Well don’t you know) That’s the sound of the men working on the chain gang
That’s the sound of the men working on the chain gang
Can’t you hear them saying hmm: my my my my my work is so hard
give me water; I’m thirsty; my work is so hard etc.
Choo Choo Ch’Boogie
Darling, Horton & Gabler 1946
Heading for the station with a pack on my back
Tired of transportation in the back of a hack
I love to hear rhythm of the clickety clack
Hear the lonesome whistle see the smoke from the stack
Pal around with democratic fellows named Mac
So take me right back to the track, Jack
Choo choo, choo choo ch’boogie; woo woo, woo woo ch’boogie
Choo choo, choo choo ch’boogie; take me right back to the track, Jack
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You reach your destination but alas and alack
You need some compensation to get back in the black
You take a morning paper from the top of the stack
And read the situations from the front to the back
The only job that’s open needs a man with a knack
So put it right back in the rack, Jack
refrain then break
Gonna settle down by the railroad track
Live the life of Riley in a beaten-down shack
So when I hear a whistle I can peep through a crack
And watch the train a-rollin’ when it’s balling the jack
I just love the rhythm of the clickety-clack
So take me right back to the track, Jack
Choo choo, choo choo ch’boogie; woo woo, woo woo ch’boogie
Choo choo, choo choo ch’boogie; take me right back to the track, Jack
take me right back to the track, Jack
Dance With My Father
Luther Vandross & Richard Marx 2003
Back when I was a child; before life removed all the innocence
My father would lift me high and dance with my mother and me and then
Spin me around ’till I fell asleep; then up the stairs he would carry me
And I knew for sure I was loved
If I could get another chance, another walk, another dance with him
I’d play a song that would never ever end
How I’d love love love to dance with my father again
When I and mother would disagree; to get my way I would run from her to him
He’d make me laugh just to comfort me then finally make me do just what my mama said
Later that night when I was asleep he laid a dollar under my sheet
Never dreamed that he would be gone from me
If I could steal one final glance, one final step, one final dance with him
I’d play a song that would never end
How I’d love love love to dance with my father again
Sometimes I’d listen outside her door and I’d hear how my mother cried for him
I prayed for her even more than me; I prayed for her even more than me
I know I’m praying for much too much, but could you send back the only man she loved
I know you don’t do it usually, but Lord she’s dying to dance with my father again
Every night I’d fall asleep and this is all I’d ever dream
Dark End of the Street
Spooner Oldham & Dan Penn 1967
At the dark end of the street,
That’s where we always meet.
Hiding in shadows where we don’t belong;
Living in darkness to hide our wrong.
You and me, at the dark end of the street;
Just you and me.
I know time is going to take its toll;
We have to pay for the love we stole.
It’s a sin and we know it’s wrong,
But our love keeps coming on strong.
You and me, at the dark end of the street;
Mmmm.
They’re going to find us, they’re going to find us,
They’re going to find us someday.
We’ll steal away, to the dark end of the street;
Just you and me.
And when the daylight hour rolls around
And by chance, we’re both downtown
If we should meet, just walk on by
Oh darling, please don’t cry;
Tonight we’ll meet at the dark end of the street;
Mmmmm
Devil with the Blue Dress On
Mickey Stevenson & Shorty Long 1964
Devil with the blue dress blue dress blue dress; devil with blue dress on
Devil with the blue dress blue dress blue dress; devil with blue dress on
Fee fee fie fie fo fo fum; lookin’ mighty nice, here she come
Wearing a wig hat and shades to match
Her high-heel shoes and an alligator hat
Swinging her pearls and diamond ring
Got bracelets on her fingers now and everything
Devil with the blue dress blue dress blue dress; devil with blue dress on
Devil with the blue dress blue dress blue dress; devil with blue dress on
Wearing her perfume Chanel number five; got to be the finest girl alive
She walk real cool catches everybody’s eye
She’s got the good lovin’ they can’t say goodbye
Not too skinny and not too fat
She’s a real humdinger and I like it like that
Devil with the blue dress blue dress blue dress; devil with blue dress on
Devil with the blue dress blue dress blue dress; devil with blue dress on
Fee fee fie fie fo fo fum; lookin’ mighty nice, here she come
Wearing a wig hat and shades to match
Her high-heel sneakers and an alligator hat
Swinging her pearls and diamond ring
Got bracelets on her fingers now and everything
Devil with the blue dress blue dress blue dress; devil with blue dress on
Devil with the blue dress blue dress blue dress; devil with blue dress on
Don’t Be Cruel
Otis Blackwell 1956
You know I can be found sitting home all alone
If you can’t come around, then please please telephone
Don’t be cruel to a heart that’s true
Baby if I made you mad with something I might have said
Please just forget my past; the future looks bright ahead
Don’t be cruel to a heart that’s true
I don’t want no other love; baby it’s just you I’m thinking of
Don’t stop thinking of me; don’t make me feel this way
Come over here and love me; you know what I want you to say
Don’t be cruel to a heart that’s true
Why should we be apart? I really love you baby, cross my heart
Let’s walk up to the preacher and let’s say “I do”
Then you’ll know you’ll have me and I’ll know I have you
Don’t be cruel to a heart that’s true
I don’t want no other love; baby it’s just you I’m thinking of
Don’t be cruel to a heart that’s true
Don’t be cruel to a heart that’s true
I don’t want no other love; baby it’s just you I’m thinking of
Don’t You Just Know It
Huey “Piano” Smith 1958
I can’t lose with the stuff I use (don’t you just know it)
Baby don’t believe I wear two left shoes (don’t you just know it)
Ah ha ha ha (Ah ha ha ha) ay oh
Gooba gooba gooba gooba (Gooba gooba gooba gooba)
Ah ha ha ha (Ah ha ha ha)
Ah ha ha ha (Ah ha ha ha) ay oh
Hey pretty baby can we go strollin’ (don’t you just know it)
You got me rockin’ when I ought to be rollin’ (don’t you just know it)
Ah ha
Gooba
Ah ha
Ah ha
ha ha
gooba
ha ha
ha ha
(Ah ha ha
gooba gooba
(Ah ha ha
(Ah ha ha
ha) ay oh
(Gooba gooba gooba gooba)
ha)
ha) ay oh
Baby baby you’re my blue heaven (don’t you just know it)
You got me pushin’ when I oughta be shovin’ (don’t you just know it)
Ah ha
Gooba
Ah ha
Ah ha
ha ha
gooba
ha ha
ha ha
(Ah ha ha
gooba gooba
(Ah ha ha
(Ah ha ha
ha) ay oh
(Gooba gooba gooba gooba)
ha)
ha) ay oh
Heart of mine better cool off baby (don’t you just know it)
The younger the couple the tighter they squeezes (don’t you just know it)
chorus x2
Down by the Riverside
trad
Gonna lay down my burden Down by the riverside
Down by the riverside; Down by the riverside
I’m gonna lay down my burden Down by the riverside
Ain’t gonna study war no more;
I ain’t gonna study war no more; ain’t gonna study war no more;
Ain’t gonna study war no more;
I ain’t gonna study war no more; ain’t gonna study war no more;
Ain’t gonna study war no more;
I’m gonna put on my long white robe etc
chorus
Gonna lay down my sword and shield
chorus
repeat chorus to finish
Down in the Valley
Bert Berns & Solomon Burke 1962
Down in the valley; in the valley so low
Hang your bag over your shoulder and you can hear the four winds blow
Can’t you hear the wind blow, my love? Can’t you hear the wind blow?
Way down in the valley, in the valley so low
Now have you ever been lonely lonely? have you ever been sad?
Did you ever really need someone and really need them bad
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It was down in the valley; in the valley so low
It was where I held you so tight; how did I ever let you go
I remember the first kiss and how you filled me so
But all that I can feel right now is that cold wind blow
Down down down down in the valley; in the valley so low
Hang your bag over your shoulder and you can hear the four winds blow
Drift Away
Mentor Williams 1973
Day after day I’m more confused;
But I look for the light through the pouring rain
You know that’s a game that I hate to lose
I’m feeling the strain; ain’t it a shame
Give me the beat boys and free my soul
I wanna get lost in your rock and roll and drift away
Give me the beat boys and free my soul
I wanna get lost in your rock and roll and drift away
Beginning to think that I’m wasting time
I don’t understand the things I do
The world outside looks so unkind
So I’m counting on you to carry me through
chorus
And when my mind is free you know a melody can move me
And without feeling blue; the guitar’s coming through to soothe me
Thanks for the joy that you givin’ me
I want you to know I believe in your song
Rhythm and rhyme and harmony
You’re making me strong
chorus (Acapella) repeat to fade
Drinking Wine Spo-Dee-O-Dee
Stick McGhee, J. Mayo Williams 1955
Well, down in New Orleans where everything’s fine; All them catfish drinking that wine
Drinking that mess with delight; When the get drunk they fight all night
Drinking wine spo-dee-o-dee, wine mama
Wine spo-dee-o-dee, drinking wine
Drinking wine spo-dee-o-dee, pass that bottle to me
Well, I’ve got a nickel, have you got a dime; Let’s get together and buy a little wine
Some buy the fifth, some buy the quart; When you buy jerry, you doing things smart
Drinking wine spo-dee-o-dee, wine mama
Wine spo-dee-o-dee, drinking wine
Drinking wine spo-dee-o-dee, pass that bottle to me
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Well it’s wine wine wine, oh wine wine wine
Yeah wine wine wine, oh wine wine wine
Well down in New Orleans, pass that bottle to me
Drinking that mess with delight; When they get drunk they fight all night
Knocking down windows, pound down doors; Drinking half a gallon and hollering for more
Well it’s wine wine wine, oh wine wine wine
Yeah wine wine wine, oh wine wine wine
Well down in New Orleans, pass that bottle to me
Early in the Morning
Louis Jordan 1947
intro verse & chorus
Early in the morning and I can’t get right
Had a little date with my baby last night
Now it’s early in the morning; early in the morning
Early in the morning and I ain’t got nothing but the blues
I went to all the places that we used to go
Even went to her house but she don’t live there no more
chorus
Went to see her girlfriend but she was out
Knocked on her mother’s door and she began to shout
chorus
break: verse & chorus twice
I went to Jimmy Lou’s to get some eat
The waitress looked at me and said Pops you sure look beat
chorus
I had a lot of money when I started out
Couldn’t find my baby now my money’s run out
chorus
Fishing Blues
Henry Thomas 1927
Betcha goin’ fishin’ all of your time, baby’s goin’ fishing too
Bet your life, your sweet life, catch more fish than you
Many fish bites if ya got good bait Here’s a little tip I would like to relate
Any fish bites if ya got a good bait
I ‘a goin’ fishin’
Yes, I’m goin’ fishin’
And my baby’s goin’ fishin’ too
I went down to my favorite fishin’ hole; grabbed me a pole and line
Throw my line on in caught a whole mess of bullheads
now I brought him on home for supper time
chorus
Baby brother ‘bout to run me outta my mind Say can I go fishin’ wit’ you?
I took him on down to the fishin’ hole now what do you think he did do?
Pulled a couple dozen bullhead outta the bottom of the pond
And he laughed and jumped ‘cause he was real gone
chorus
Put ‘em in the pot baby, put ‘em in the pan Honey cook ‘em till’ they’re nice and brown
Make a batch of buttermilk coal cakes mama
And you chew them things And you chomp ‘em on down
chorus
verse 1 & chorus
Five Guys Named Moe
Louis Jordan 1943
I want to tell you a story from way back
Truck on down and dig me Jack
There’s Big Moe (boodle-di-oodoo-yada)
Little Moe (boodle-di-oodoo-yada)
Four-Eyed Moe (boodle-di-oodoo-yada
No Moe (boodle-di-oodoo-yada)
Look at brother, look at brother, look at brother, Eat Moe
Moe Moe Moe Moe (6) Moe
Who’s the greatest band around; makes the cats jump up and down
Who’s the talk of rhythm town; five guys named Moe
When they start to beat it out, everybody jump and shout
Tell me, who do the critics rave about? Five guys name Moe
They came out of nowhere and that don’t mean a thing
They’re red hot and you’ll know why when you hear them swing
High-brow low-brow all agree, they’re the best in harmony
I’m telling you folks you really ought to see five guys named Moe
break (full chorus x 4 or so)
One guy (Big Moe); two guys (Little bitty Moe)
three guys (Four-eyed Moe); four guys (No Moe)
Five guys (Eat Moe); Five little guys named Moe
Flip Flop & Fly
Big Joe Turner 1956
Now when I get the blues I get me a rocking chair
Now when I get the blues I get me a rocking chair
If the blues overtake me I’m gonna rock right away from here
When I get lonesome I jump on the telephone
When I get lonesome I jump on the telephone
I call my baby tell I’m on my way back home
Flip flop and fly, don’t care if I die
Flip flop and fly, don’t care if I die
Don’t ever leave me, don’t ever say goodbye
Give me one more kiss and hold it a long long time
Give me one more kiss and hold it a long long time
Now love me baby ‘til the feeling hits my head like wine
Here comes my baby flashing a new gold tooth
Here comes my baby flashing a new gold tooth
She so small she can bumble in a pay phone booth
Flip flop and fly, don’t care if I die
Flip flop and fly, don’t care if I die
Don’t ever leave me, don’t ever say goodbye
Like a Mississippi bullfrog sittin’ on a hollow stump
Like a Mississippi bullfrog sittin’ on a hollow stump
I got so many women I don’t know which way to jump
Flip flop and fly, don’t care if I die
Flip flop and fly, don’t care if I die
Don’t ever leave me, don’t ever say goodbye, oh my.
The Girl Can’t Help It
Bobby Troup 1956
(She can’t help it; the girl can’t help it) x 2
If she walks by the men folk gad and crow
If she winks an eye the bread slice turn to toast
She’s got a lot of what they call the most
The girl can’t help it, she was born to please
And if she’s got a figure made to squeeze
Won’t you kindly be aware the girl can’t help it
She mesmerizes every mother’s son
If she smiles beafsteak become well-done
She makes grandpa feel like twenty-one
The girl can’t help it, she was born to please
And if I go to her on my bended knees
Won’t you kindly be aware that I can’t help it
Cause I’m hoping obviously
that some day the answer will be
The girl can’t help it: she’s in love with me
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Good Golly Miss Molly
John Marascalco & Robert Blackwell 1958
Good golly Miss Molly, sure like to ball
Good golly Miss Molly, sure like to ball
When you’re rocking and a-rolling, I can’t hear your mama call
From the early early morning to early early night
You can see Miss Molly rocking at the house of blue lights
Good golly Miss Molly, sure like to ball
When you’re rocking and a-rolling, I can’t hear your mama call
Momma, poppa told me: “Son, you better watch yourself.”
If they knew about Miss Molly, have to watch my pa myself.
Good golly Miss Molly, sure like to ball
When you’re rocking and a-rolling, I can’t hear your mama call
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Good golly Miss Molly, sure like to ball
When you’re rocking and a-rolling, I can’t hear your mama call
From the early early morning to early early night
You can see Miss Molly rocking at the house of blue lights
Good golly Miss Molly, sure like to ball
When you’re rocking and a-rolling, I can’t hear your mama call
He’ll Break Your Heart
Jerry Butler, Calvin Carter, & Curtis Mayfield 1960
He don’t love you like I love you If he did, he wouldn’t break your heart
He don’t love you like I love you He’s tryin’ to tear us apart
Fare thee well, I know you’re leavin’
For the new love that you’ve found
The handsome guy that you’ve been dating, whoa
I got a feelin’ he’s gonna put you down
He don’t love you like I love you If he did, he wouldn’t break your heart
He don’t love you like I love you He’s tryin’ to tear us apart
He uses all the great quotations
Says the things I wish I could say
Whoa, but he’s had so many rehearsals
Girl, to him it’s just another play.....but wait
When the final act is over
And you’re left standing all alone
When he takes his bow and makes his exit
Girl, I’ll be there to take you home
He don’t love you like I love you If he did, he wouldn’t break your heart
He don’t love you like I love you He’s tryin’ to tear us apart
Heartbreak Hotel
Tommy Durden & Mae Boren Axton 1956
Well since my baby left me I’ve found a new place to dwell
It’s down at the end of lonely street at heartbreak hotel
Where I’ll be so lonely baby, I’m so lonely
I’ll be so lonely I could die
Although it’s always crowded you still can find some room
For broken-hearted lovers to cry there in the gloom
They’ll be so lonely baby, they’ll be so lonely
They’ll be so lonely they could die
The bellhop’s tears keep flowing, the desk clerk’s dressed in black
They’ve been so long on lonely street they never they never look back
They’ll be so lonely baby, they’ll be so lonely
They’ll be so lonely they could die
If your baby leaves you and you’ve got a tale to tell
Just take a walk down lonely street to heartbreak hotel
You’ll be so lonely baby, you’ll be so lonely
You’ll be so lonely you’ll could die
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Although it’s always crowded you still can find some room
For broken-hearted lovers to cry there in the gloom
They’ll be so lonely baby, they’ll be so lonely
They’ll be so lonely they could die
Help Me
Sonny Boy Williamson, Ralph Bass, Willie Dixon 1963
You got to help me I can’t do it all by myself
You got to help me, baby
I can’t do it all by myself
You know if you don’t help me darling
I’ll have to find myself somebody else
I may have to wash I may have to sew I may have to cook I might mop the floor
But you help me babe I can’t do it all by myself
You know if you don’t help me darling I’ll find myself somebody else
When I walk, walk with me when I talk, you talk to me
Oh baby, I can’t do it all by myself
You know if you don’t help me darling I’ll have to find myself somebody else
Help me, help me darlin’
Bring my nightshirt Put on your morning gown
Bring my nightshirt Put on your morning gown
I’m not tired, I just feel like lyin’ down
Hit the Road, Jack
Percy Mayfield 1960
Hit the road Jack and don’t you come back No more, no more, no more, no more
Hit the road Jack and don’t you come back no more (What you say?)
Hit the road Jack and don’t you come back No more, no more, no more, no more
Hit the road Jack and don’t you come back no more
Woah, woman, oh woman, don’t treat me so mean
You’re the meanest old woman that I’ve ever seen
I guess if you said so I’d have to pack my things and go (That’s right)
Chorus
Now baby, listen baby, don’t ya treat me this a way ‘Cause I’ll be back on my feet some day
Don’t care if you do ‘cause it’s understood You ain’t got no money you just ain’t no good
Well, I guess if you say so I’d have to pack my things and go (That’s right)
Chorus
Well (Don’t you come back no more)
Uh, what you say? (Don’t you come back no more)
I didn’t understand you (Don’t you come back no more)
You can’t mean that (Don’t you come back no more)
Oh, now baby, please (Don’t you come back no more)
What you tryin’ to do to me? (Don’t you come back no more)
Oh, don’t treat me like that (Don’t you come back no more)
Hound Dog
Jerry Leiber & Mike Stoller 1952
You ain’t nothing but a hound dog, crockin’ all the time
You ain’t nothing but a hound dog, crockin’ all the time
You ain’t never caught a rabbit and you ain’t no friend of mine
They said you was high-class; that was just a lie
They said you was high-class; that was just a lie
You ain’t never caught a rabbit and you ain’t no friend of mine
You ain’t nothing but a hound dog, crockin’ all the time
You ain’t nothing but a hound dog, crockin’ all the time
You ain’t never caught a rabbit and you ain’t no friend of mine
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They said you was high-class; that was just a lie
They said you was high-class; that was just a lie
You ain’t never caught a rabbit and you ain’t no friend of mine
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They said you was high-class; that was just a lie
They said you was high-class; that was just a lie
You ain’t never caught a rabbit and you ain’t no friend of mine
You ain’t nothing but a hound dog, crockin’ all the time
You ain’t nothing but a hound dog, crockin’ all the time
You ain’t never caught a rabbit and you ain’t no friend of mine
I Got a Woman
Ray Charles & Renal Richard 1954
Well, I got a woman way over town that’s good to me oh yeah
Say I got a woman way over town good to me oh yeah
She give me money when Im in need
Yeah she’s a kind of friend indeed
I got a woman way over town that’s good to me oh yeah
She saves her lovin early in the morning just for me oh yeah
She saves her lovin early in the morning just for me oh yeah
She saves her lovin just for me oh she love me so tenderly
I got a woman way over town that’s good to me oh yeah
Sax Solo (over blues progression)
She’s there to love me both day and night
Never grumbles or fusses always treats me right
Never runnin in the streets and leavin me alone
She knows a womans place is right there now in her home
I got a woman way over town that’s good to me oh yeah
Say I got a woman way over town that’s good to me oh yeah
Oh she’s my baby now don’t you understand
Yeah and I’m her lover man
I got a woman way over town that’s good to me oh yeah
A Don’t ya know she’s alright
A Don’t ya know she’s alright
she’s alright she’s alright
Whoa yeah oh yeah oh
I Like It Like That
Chris Kenner & Allen Tousaint 1961
Come on, let me show you where it’s at;
Come on, let me show you where it’s at
Come on, let me show you where it’s at;
The name of the place is I Like It Like That
chorus
The got a little place across the track
The name of the place is “I Like It Like That”
Now you take Sally and I’ll take Sue
And we’re gonna rock away all our blues
chorus x2
Now the last time I was down there I lost my shoes
They had some cat shouting the blues
The people were yelling out for more
And all they were saying was “go cat go”
chorus x2
I’m Ready
Durand King 1959
I’m ready, I’m willing, and I’m able to rock & roll all night
I’m ready, I’m willing, and I’m able to rock & roll all night
Come on pretty baby; we gonna rock we gonna roll until the broad daylight
I’m ready, mmm; I’m able, mmm
I’m willing and I’m able so you better come and go with me
We’re gonna rock and roll; till tomorrow ‘bout three
Talking on the phone is not my speed
Don’t send me a letter ‘cause I can’t read
Don’t be long ‘cause I’ll be gone
We gone rock and roll all night long
I’m ready, I’m willing, and I’m able to rock & roll all night
I’m ready, I’m willing, and I’m able to rock & roll all night
Come on pretty baby; we gonna rock we gonna roll until the broad daylight
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Talking on the phone is not my speed
Don’t send me a letter ‘cause I can’t read
Don’t be long ‘cause I’ll be gone
We gone rock and roll all night long
I’m ready, I’m willing, and I’m able to rock & roll all night
I’m ready, I’m willing, and I’m able to rock & roll all night
Come on pretty baby; we gonna rock we gonna roll until the broad daylight
I’m Walkin’
Fats Domino & Dave Bartholemew 1957
I’m walkin’ yes indeed and I’m talking about you and me
And I’m hoping that you’ll come back to me
I’m lonely as I can be; I’m waiting for your company
And I’m hoping that you’ll come back to me
What you gonna do when the well runs dry
You gonna run away and hide
I’m gonna run right by your side
For you pretty baby I’d even die
I’m walkin’ yes indeed and I’m talking about you and me
And I’m hoping that you’ll come back to me
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I’m walkin’ yes indeed and I’m talking about you and me
And I’m hoping that you’ll come back to me
I’m lonely as I can be; I’m waiting for your company
And I’m hoping that you’ll come back to me
What you gonna do when the well runs dry
You gonna sit right down and cry
What you gonna do when I say bye bye
All you gonna do is dry your eye
I’m walkin’ yes indeed and I’m talking about you and me
And I’m hoping that you’ll come back to me
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I’m Your Puppet
Spooner Oldham & Dan Penn 1966
Pull the string and I’ll wink at you I’m your puppet
I’ll do funny things if you want me to I’m your puppet
I’m yours to have and to hold,
darling you’ve got full control of your puppet
Pull another string and I’ll kiss your lips I’m your puppet
Snap your finger and I’ll turn you some flips I’m your puppet
Your every wish is my command,
all you’ve got to do is wiggle your little hand, I’m your puppet,
I’m your puppet
I’m just a toy, just a funny boy that makes you laugh when you’re blue
I’ll be wonderful, do just what I’m told; I’ll do anything for you, I’m your puppet,
I’m your puppet
Just pull them little strings and I’ll sing you a song, I’m your puppet
Make me do right or make me do wrong, I’m your puppet
Treat me good and I’ll do anything,
I’m just a puppet and you hold my string
I’m your puppet
Your walking, talking, giving living puppet,
I’m hanging on a string, I’ll do anything
In the Midnight Hour
Wilson Pickett & Steve Cropper 1965
I’m going to wait ‘til the midnight hour
That’s when my love come tumbling down
I’m going to wait ‘til the midnight hour
When there’s no-one else around
I’m going to take you girl and hold you; And do all the things I told you
In the midnight hour; Yes I am, oh yes I am
I’m gonna wait ‘til the stars come out
to see that twinkle in your eye
I’m gonna wait ‘til the midnight hour
That’s when my love begins to shine
You’re the only girl I know Who really loves me so
In the midnight hour, yeah in the midnight hour
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I’m going to wait ‘til the midnight hour
That’s when my love come tumbling down
I’m going to wait ‘til the midnight hour
That’s when my love begin to shine
Just you and I; oh babe; just you and I
Nobody around babe, just you and I etc.
Is You Is or Is You Ain’t My Baby
Louis Jordan & Billy Austin 1944
I got a gal who’s always late any time we have a date
But I love her, yes I love her
I’m going to walk up to her gate and see if I can get it straight
Cause I want her; I’m going to ask her
Is you is or is you ain’t my baby?
Way you’re acting lately makes me doubt
Youse is still my baby, baby;
Seems my flame in your heart’s done gone out
A woman is a creature that has always been strange
Just when you’re sure of one you’ll find she’s gone and made a change
Is you is or is you ain’t my baby?
Maybe baby’s found somebody new
Or is my baby still my baby true
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Is you is or is you ain’t my baby?
Maybe baby’s found somebody new
Or is my baby still my baby true
It’s So Easy
Buddy Holly 1958
It’s so easy to fall in love; it’s so easy to fall in love
People tell me love’s for fools, so here I go breaking all the rules
It seems so easy; so doggoned easy
It seems so easy; where you’re concerned, my heart has learned
It’s so easy to fall in love; it’s so easy to fall in love
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It’s so easy to fall in love; it’s so easy to fall in love
Look into your heart and see what your love book has set apart for me
It seems so easy; so doggoned easy
It seems so easy; where you’re concerned, my heart has learned
It’s so easy; so doggoned easy
It seems so easy; where you’re concerned, my heart has learned
It’s so easy to fall in love; it’s so easy to fall in love
Jailhouse Rock
Jerry Leiber & Mike Stoller 1957
The warden threw a party in the county jail
Prison band was playin’ and they began to wail
The band was jumpin’ and the joint began to swing
You shoulda heard the rock that jailbird singin’
Let’s rock, everybody let’s rock; everybody in the whole cell block
Was dancin’ to the jailhouse rock
Spider Murphy played the tenor saxophone
Little Joe was blowin’ on the slide trombone
The drummer boy from Illinois goin’ crash boom bam
The whole rhythm section was a purple gang
Number forty-seven said to number three
You’re the cutest jailbird I ever did see
I sure would be delighted with your company
Come on and do the jailhouse rock with me
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Sad Sack was sittin on a block of stone
Over in the corner weepin’ all alone
The Warden said hey buddy don’t you be no square
If you can’t find a partner find a wooden chair
Shifty Henry said to Bucks for heavens sake
Nobody’s looking now the chance to make a break
Bucks said to Shifty and he said nix nix
I wanna stick around while I get my kicks
Johnny B. Goode
Chuck Berry 1957
Deep down in Louisiana close to New Orleans
Way back up in the woods among the evergreens
There stood a log cabin made of earth and wood
Where lived a little boy named Johnny B. Goode
Who never ever learned to read or write so well
But he could play a guitar just like a-ringing a bell
Go go, go Johnny go; go, go Johnny go
Go, go Johnny go; go, go Johnny go
Go Johnny B. Goode
He used to carry his guitar in a gunny sack
Go sit beneath the trees by the railroad track
Engineers would see him sitting in the shade
Stumming with the rhythm that the drivers made
People passing by they would stop and say
Oh my but that little country boy could play
chorus
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His mother told him someday you will be a man
And you will be the leader of a big old band
Many people coming from miles around
Too hear you play your music when the sun goes down
Maybe someday your name will be in lights
Saying Johnny B. Goode tonight.
chorus
Kansas City
Lieber & Stoller 1951
I’m going to Kansas City Kansas City here I come
I’m going to Kansas City Kansas City here I come
They got some crazy little women there And I’m gonna get me one
I’m gonna be standing on the corner Twelfth Street and Vine
I’m gonna be standing on the corner Twelfth Street and Vine
With my Kansas City baby And a bottle of Kansas City wine
Well I might take a train I might take a plane
But if I have to walk I’m goin’ just the same
I’m going to Kansas City Kansas City here I come
They got some crazy little women there And I’m gonna get me one
(guitar solo)
Now if I stay with that woman I know I’m gonna die
Gotta find a brand new baby That’s the reason why
I’m going to Kansas City Kansas City here I come
They got some crazy little women there And I’m gonna get me one
They got some crazy little women there And I’m gonna get me one
They got some crazy little women there And I’m gonna get me one
Land of 1000 Dances
Chris Kenner 1962
1-2-3 1-2-3
Ow! Uh! Alright! Uh!
Got to know how to pony Like Bony Maronie
Mash potato, do the alligator
Put your hand on your hips, yeah Let your backbone slip
Do the Watusi Like my little Lucy
Hey! Uh!
Na na-na-na-na na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na na-na-na-na
I need somebody to help me say it one time
(Na na-na-na-na na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na na-na-na-na)
Wo--ow!
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Wow! Uh! You know I feel alright! Huh! I feel pretty good y’all
Uh! Huh!
Na na-na-na-na na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na na-na-na-na
Come on y’all, let’s say it one more time
(Na na-na-na-na na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na na-na-na-na)
Ooow!
Playing in the alley with long tall Sally
Twistin’ with Lucy Doin’ the Watusi
Roll over on your back I like it like that
Do that Jerk-uh Watch me work y’all
Ow! Do it! Wow! Do it!
Just watch me do it
Aah help me
Aah help me
Aah help me
Aah help me
Let the Four Winds Blow
Fats Domino 1961
I like the way you walk; I like the way you talk
Let me hold your hand; try to understand
I want a girl like you; tell my troubles to
Don’t be afaid; you heard what I said
Let the four winds blow, let ‘em blow let ‘em blow
From the east to the west I love you the best
Let the four winds blow, let ‘em blow let ‘em blow
From the east to the west I love you the best
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I like the way you walk; I like the way you talk
Let me hold your hand; try to understand
I want a girl like you; tell my troubles to
Don’t be afaid; you heard what I said
Let the four winds blow, let
From the east to the west I
Let the four winds blow, let
From the east to the west I
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‘em blow
love you
‘em blow
love you
let
the
let
the
‘em blow
best
‘em blow
best
Little Sister
Doc Pomus & Mort Shuman 1961
Little sister don’t you; Little sister don’t you
Little sister don’t you kiss me once or twice,
Say it’s very nice and then you run
Little sister don’t you do what your big sister done
Well, I dated your big sister and I took her to the show
I went for some candy, along came Jim Dandy
And they snuck right out the door
chorus
Every time I see your sister she’s got somebody new
She’s mean and she’s evil like that little old boll weavil
Gonna try my love with you
chorus
Well, I used to pull your pigtails and pinch your turned-up nose
But you’ve been growin and baby it’s been showin
from your head down to your toes
chorus
Lonely Weekends
Charlie Rich 1960
Well I make it alright from Monday morning to Friday night
Oh, those lonely weekends
Since you left me I’m as lonely as a man can be
Oh, those lonely weekends
You said you’d be good to me
Said our love would never die
Said you’d be good to me
But baby you didn’t even try
Well I make it alright from Monday morning to Friday night
Oh, those lonely weekends
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You said you’d be good to me
Said our love would never die
Said you’d be good to me
But baby you didn’t even try
Well I make it alright from Monday morning to Friday night
Oh, those lonely weekends
Oh, those lonely weekends
Oh, those lonely weekends
Lonesome Train (On a Lonesome Track)
Glen Moore & Milton Subotsky 1955
Lonesome train on a lonesome track; I’m going away; ain’t coming back
I’m going somewhere far from my baby; on the lonesome train on a lonesome track
Lonesome train on a lonesome track; got all my troubles in one big pack
My baby left me so sad and lonely; on the lonesome train on a lonesome track
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Lonesome train on a lonesome track; my girl don’t love me and that’s a fact
No use in living, no use in dying; on the lonesome train on a lonesome track
Lonesome train on a lonesome track; I want my baby; I want her back
Don’t want to go on forever travelling; on a lonesome train on a lonesome track
Long Tall Sally
Robert Blackwell, Enotris Johnson & Richard Penniman 1956
I’m gonna tell Aunt Mary about Uncle John,
He claims he’s got the miseries but he has a lot of fun
Oh baby, yeah baby whoo baby having me some fun tonight
Well Long Tall Sally, she’s built for speed
She’s got everything that Uncle John needs
Oh baby, yeah baby whoo baby having me some fun tonight
I saw Uncle John with Bald-Headed Sally
He saw Aunt Mary coming and he jumped back in the alley
Oh baby, yeah baby whoo baby having me some fun tonight
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Well Long Tall Sally, she’s built for speed
She’s got everything that Uncle John needs
Oh baby, yeah baby whoo baby having me some fun tonight
I saw Uncle John with Bald-Headed Sally
He saw Aunt Mary coming and he jumped back in the alley
Oh baby, yeah baby whoo baby having me some fun tonight
We gonna have some fun tonight, We gonna have some fun tonight
We gonna have some fun tonight, Everything’s alright
Have some fun, have me some fun tonight
Love Potion Number Nine
Lieber & Stoller 1959
I took my troubles down to Madam Rue
You know that Gypsy with the gold-capped tooth
She’s got a pad on thirty-fourth and Vine
Selling little bottles of love potion number nine
I told that I was a flop with chicks
I’ve been this way since nineteen fifty-six
She looked at my palm and made a magic sign
She said what you need is love potion number nine
She bent down and turned around and gave me a wink
She said I’m going to mix it up right here in the sink
It smelled like turpentine and looked like India ink
I held my nose I closed my eyes; I took a drink
I didn’t know if it was day or night
I started kissing everything in sight
But when I kissed the cop at thirty-fourth and Vine
He broke my little bottle of love potion number nine
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last verse repeat last line
Lover Please
Billy Swan 1962
Lover please, please come back
Don’t take that train going down the track
Love don’t, don’t leave me
Don’t leave me in misery
You would never hold me so near
You would never call me dear
Don’t you know I’d die for you
Now you’re gone that’s what I’ll do
Lover
Don’t
Love
Don’t
please, please come back
take that train going down the track
don’t, don’t leave me
leave me in misery
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Old old story, not too long
About a love that went all wrong
The girl left the boy; just as said
Now she’s gone she feels sad
Lover please, please come back
Don’t take that train going down the track
Love don’t, don’t leave me
Don’t leave me in misery
Matchbox
Blind Lemon Jefferson 1927
Well I’m sitting here wondering will a matchbox hold my clothes
Well I’m sitting here wondering will a matchbox hold my clothes
I ain’t got no matches but I got a long way to go
I’m an old port boy, long way from home
I’m an old port boy, long way from home
Guess I’ll never be happy: everything I do is wrong
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Well, let me be your little dog until your big dog comes
Well, let me be your little dog until your big dog comes
When the big dog gets here show him what this little puppy done
Well I’m sitting here wondering will a matchbox hold my clothes
Well I’m sitting here wondering will a matchbox hold my clothes
I ain’t got no matches but I got a long way to go
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Well I’m sitting here wondering will a matchbox hold my clothes
Well I’m sitting here wondering will a matchbox hold my clothes
I ain’t got no matches but I got a long way to go
Messin’ with the Kid
Mel London 1960
What’s this I hear that’s going all around town
People are saying that you put the kid down
Oh no – look at what you did
You can call it what you want I call it messing with the kid
Anything you want – why don’t you just shake
The kid’s going to by it anytime he gets paid
Oh no – look at what you did
You can call it what you want I call it messing with the kid
You spend my money like it come as a gift
I work for that money on an eight hour shift
Oh no – look at what you did
You can call it what you want I call it messing with the kid
You take the kid’s car and drive all around town
You tell everybody you’re gonna put the kid down
Oh no – look at what you did
You can call it what you want I call it messing with the kid
Mister Lee
The Bobbettes 1957
One two three; look at mister Lee
Three four five; look at him jive
Mister Lee Mister Lee huh Mister Lee
Mister Lee Mister Lee huh Mister Lee
Mister Lee Mister Lee huh Mister Lee, Mister Lee
I met my sweetie, his name is mister lee
I met my sweetie, his name is mister lee
He’s the handsomest sweetie that you ever did see
My heart is aching for you mister Lee
My heart is aching for you mister Lee
Cause I love you and I’ll never let you go
Mister Lee Mister Lee huh Mister Lee x3
He comes mister Lee, he’s calling for me
He comes mister Lee, he’s calling for me
He’s my lover boy; let’s jump for joy
Come on mister Lee and do your stuff
Come on mister Lee and do your stuff
‘Cause you’re going to be mine until the end of time
One two three; look at mister Lee
Three four five; look at him jive
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One two three; look at mister Lee
Three four five; look at him jive
Mister Lee Mister Lee huh Mister Lee x3
Mother-in-Law
Allen Tousaint 1961
Mother-in-law; mother-in-law; Mother-in-law; mother-in-law
The worst person I know (mother-in-law, mother-in-law)
She worries me so
(mother-in-law, mother-in-law)
If she leave us alone
we would have a happy home
Sent from down below
Mother-in-law; mother-in-law; Mother-in-law; mother-in-law
Satan should be her name (mother-in-law, mother-in-law)
To me they’re about the same (mother-in-law, mother-in-law)
Every time I open my mouth;
She steps in try to put me out
How could she stoop so low
Mother-in-law; mother-in-law; Mother-in-law; mother-in-law
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I come home with my pay (mother-in-law, mother-in-law)
She asks me what I made (mother-in-law, mother-in-law)
She think her advice is a contribution
but if she would leave it would be the solution
And don’t come back no more
Mother-in-law; mother-in-law; Mother-in-law; mother-in-law
Mustang Sally
Mack Rice 1965
Mustang Sally, guess you better slow your Mustang down
Mustang Sally, guess you better slow your Mustang down
You been running all over town guess I have to put your flat feet on the ground
All you want to is ride around Sally (ride Sally ride)
All you want to is ride around Sally (ride Sally ride)
All you want to is ride around Sally (ride Sally ride)
All you want to is ride around Sally (ride Sally ride)
One of these early mornings; gonna be wiping your weeping eyes
I bought you a brand new Mustang; a 1965;
Now your come around signifying that you’re gonna let me ride
Mustang Sally, guess we better slow that Mustang down
You been riding all over town got to put your flat feet on the ground
All you want to is ride around Sally (ride Sally ride)
All you want to is ride around Sally (ride Sally ride)
All you want to is ride around Sally (ride Sally ride)
All you want to is ride around Sally (ride Sally ride)
One of these early mornings; gonna be wiping your weeping eyes
My Girl
Smokey Robinson & Ronald White 1964
I’ve got sunshine on a cloudy day.
When it’s cold outside I’ve got the month of May.
I guess you’d say What can make me feel this way?
My girl; talkin’ ‘bout my girl.
I’ve got so much honey the bees envy me.
I’ve got a sweeter song than the birds in the trees.
I guess you’d say What can make me feel this way?
My girl; talkin’ ‘bout my girl.
I don’t need no money, fortune, or fame.
I’ve got all the riches baby one man can claim.
I guess you’d say What can make me feel this way?
My girl; talkin’ ‘bout my girl.
I’ve got sunshine on a cloudy day with my girl.
I’ve even got the month of May with my girl (fade)
My Guy
Smoky Robinson 1964
Nothing you can say can tear me away from my guy
Nothing you can do cause I’m stuck like glue to my guy
I’m sticking to my guy like stamps on a letter
Like birds of a feather we stick together
I’m telling you from the start I can’t be torn apart from my guy
Nothing you could do would make me untrue to my guy
Nothing you can buy would make me tell a lie to my guy
I gave my guy my word of honor
To be faithful and I’m gonna
You best be believing I won’t be deceiving my guy
As a matter of opinion I think he’s the tops
My opinion is he’s the cream of the crop
As a matter of taste to be exact
He’s my ideal as a matter of fact
No muscle bound man could take my hand from my guy
No handsome face could ever take the place of my guy
He may not be a movie star
But when it comes to being happy, we are
There’s not a man today who can take me away from my guy
intro tag then repeat last chorus
Number Nine Train
Tarheel Slim 1959
Number nine, number nine; took my baby up the line
Number nine, number nine; took my baby up the line
When I hear that lonesome whistle Lord I just can’t help from crying
My baby left early one morning; she didn’t even say goodbye
Every time I hear that whistle, tears fall from my eye
Number nine, number nine; took my baby up the line
Number nine, number nine; took my baby up the line
When I hear that lonesome whistle Lord I just can’t help from crying
At night I wake up screaming; my pillow’s soaking wet
I can hear that lonesome whistle I cannot forget
I’m walking around in circles; I don’t know what to do
I’m so broken-hearted; I’m so doggoned blue
Number nine, number nine; took my baby up the line
Number nine, number nine; took my baby up the line
When I hear that lonesome whistle Lord I just can’t help from crying
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Gonna work hard every day; gonna save up all my pay
I’m going to the railroad station and get on my way
Number nine, number nine; took my baby up the line
Number nine, number nine; took my baby up the line
When I hear that lonesome whistle Lord I just can’t help from crying
Ah, blow that lonesome whistle; I gotta find that gal of mine x3 fade
Only a Fool Breaks His Own Heart
Norman Bergen & Shelly Coburn 1964
Why do I go on fooling myself when I know you love somebody else
Only a fool, breaks his own heart
I pretend I don’t see when you walk with him on the street
Only a fool, breaks his own heart
I have to admit it, even though you hurt me so
I can’t forget it; if I’m a man, I’d let you go
There’s no use in trying to hang on to a love that’s already gone
Only a fool, breaks his own heart
I have to accept it, even though it hurt me so
I can’t forget it, if I’m a man, I’ll let you go
There’s no use in hanging onto an old love that’s gone
Only a fool, breaks his own heart
Only a fool, breaks his own heart
Rescue Me
Fontella Bass, Raynard Miner & Carl Smith 1965
Rescue me and take me in your arm; rescue me I want your tender charm
Cause I’m lonely and I’m blue; I need you and your love too
Come on and rescue me
Come on baby and rescue me; come on baby and rescue me
Cause I need you need you by my side
Can’t you see that I’m lonely, rescue me.
Come on and take my heart take your love and conquer every part
Oh I’m lonely and I’m blue I need you and your love too
Come on and rescue me
Come on baby and rescue me; come on baby and rescue me
Cause I need you need you by my side
Can’t you see that I’m lonely
Rescue me and take me in your arm; rescue me I want your tender charm
Cause I’m lonely and I’m blue; I need you and your love too
Come on and rescue me
Come on baby; take me baby; hold me baby; love me baby
Can’t you see that I need you baby;
Can’t you see that I’m lonely, rescue me
Come on and take my hand, come on baby and be my man
Cause I need you; cause I want you; can’t you see that I’m lonely
etc.
Saint James Infirmary
Traditional
I was down in old Joe’s bar-room, On the corner by the square.
And the drinks were served as usual, And the usual crowd was there.
On my left stood big Joe McKennedy, And his eyes were blood-shot red.
He looked at the crowd around him, And these were the words he said:
I went down to the Saint James Infirmary And I saw my Baby there.
She was laid out on a long white table: So pale, so cold, so fair.
Well, let her go, let her go, God bless her, Wherever she may be.
She may search this whole world over; Never find another man like me.
Now, when I die, boys, please bury me In my high-topped Stetson hat.
And put a gold piece on my watch-chain To let the gang know I died standing pat.
And I want six gamblers to carry my coffin, And a chorus-girl to sing me a song.
And a jazz band on my hearse-wagon Just to raise hell as we roll along.
And now, boys, you’ve heard my sad story. I’ll have another shot of booze.
And if anyone should ever ask you; I’ve got those gambler’s blues.
Save the Last Dance for Me
Doc Pomus & Mort Shuman 1960
You can dance every dance with the guy who gives you the eye, let him hold you tight
You can smile every smile for the man who held your hand neath the pale moon light
But don’t forget who’s takin’ you home and in whose arms you’re gonna be
So darlin’ save the last dance for me
Oh I know that the music’s fine like sparkling wine, go and have your fun
Laugh and sing,but while we’re apart don’t give your heart to anyone
But don’t forget who’s takin’ you home and in whose arms you’re gonna be
So darlin’ save the last dance for me
Baby don’t you know I love you so can’t you feel it when we touch
I will never never let you go I love you oh so much
You can dance, go and carry on till the night is gone And it’s time to go
If he asks if you’re all alone can he walk you home,you must tell him no
‘Cause don’t forget who’s taking you home and in whose arms you’re gonna be
So darlin’ save the last dance for me
‘Cause don’t forget who’s taking you home and in whose arms you’re gonna be
So darlin’ save the last dance for me
Save the last dance for me
Save the last dance for me.
Sea Cruise
Huey “Piano” Smith 1959
Old Man Rhythm is in my shoes It’s no use sittin’ here singin’ the blues
So be my guest, you’ve got nothin’ to lose Won’t you let me take you on a sea cruise
Hoo-ee, hoo-ee baby hoo-ee, hoo-ee baby
Hoo-ee, hoo-ee baby Won’t you let me take you on a sea cruise?
I feel like jumpin’; baby, won’t you join me please?
I don’t like beggin’, but now I’m on my bended knees
I gotta keep a-rockin’, get my hat off the rack I gotta boogie-woogie like a knife in the back
So be my guest, you’ve got nothin’ to lose Won’t you let me take you on a sea cruise?
Hoo-ee, hoo-ee baby Hoo-ee, hoo-ee baby
Hoo-ee, hoo-ee baby Won’t you let me take you on a sea cruise?
I feel like jumpin’; baby, won’t you join me please? (inst)
I don’t like beggin’, but now I’m on my bended knees
I gotta keep movin’, honey, I ain’t lyin’ My heart is beatin’ rhythm and it’s right on time
So be my guest, you’ve got nothin’ to lose Won’t you let me take you on a sea cruise?
Hoo-ee, hoo-ee baby hoo-ee, hoo-ee baby
Hoo-ee, hoo-ee baby Won’t you let me take you on a sea cruise?
I feel like jumpin’; baby, won’t you join me please?
I don’t like beggin’, but now I’m on my bended knees
Hoo-ee, hoo-ee baby Hoo-ee, hoo-ee baby
Hoo-ee, hoo-ee baby Won’t you let me take you on a sea cruise?
I feel like jumpin’; baby, won’t you join me please? (inst)
I don’t like beggin’, but now I’m on my bended knees
She Caught the Katy
Taj Mahal & James Rachel 1968
She caught the Katy, left me a mule to ride
She caught the Katy, left me a mule to ride
My baby caught the Katy, left me a mule to ride
The train pulled out and I swung on behind
I’m crazy ‘bout that hard-headed woman of mine
My baby’s long, great gosh almighty she’s tall
My baby’s long, great gosh almighty she’s tall
My baby’s long, my baby’s tall
Sleeps with her head in the kitchen, great big feet in the hall
I’m crazy ‘bout that hard-headed woman of mine
I love my baby, she’s so fine; I wish she’d come see me some time
She don’t believe I love her look what a hole I’m in
She don’t believe I’m sinkin’; look at the shape I’m in
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She caught the Katy, left me a mule to ride
She caught the Katy, left me a mule to ride
My baby caught the Katy, left me a mule to ride
The train pulled out and I swung on behind
I’m crazy ‘bout that hard-headed woman of mine
Shout Bamalama!
Otis Redding 1961
Way down in Alabama; shoutin bamalama
Way down in Louisiana; Well well well, nobody’s gonna set him down
Lord have mercy on my soul; How many chickens have I stole
One last night and the night before; I’m going back try to get ten, ‘leven more
Started gettin ‘em baby; I love a chicken baby
Shout bamalama; Well well well, nobody’s gonna set him down
Nine feet, ten feet we’re comin’ up the hill; Nine feet left on a ten foot hill
Ten feet turn around a nine feet fence; His teeth fell out, but his tongue stayed in
It’s got to say somethin’; he got chicken, baby;
shoutin’ bamalama; well, well, well; nobody’s gonna set him down
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lay on the line gonna boogie boogay; a bad little fella comin’ down your way
talkin’ ‘bout your family, its a cryin’ shame; ‘cause your mother’s workin’ on a chain gang”
She bustin bricks now; steady workin’ hard
shoutin’ bamalama; well, well, well; nobody’s gonna set him down
Preacher and the deacon were prayin’ one day; along come a bear comin’ down their way
the preacher told the deacon to say a prayer; he said, “lord, a prayer won’t kill this bear”
We gotta make it, baby shout bamalama
we gotta run for it well, well, well nobody’s gonna set him down
Since I Fell For You
Buddy Johnson 1948
When you just give love and never get love, You’d better let love depart,
I know it’s so and still I know, I can’t get you out of my heart.
You
made me leave my happy home,
You took my love and now you’ve gone,
Since I fell for you.
My life
has been such misery and pain,
I guess I’ll never be the same,
Since I fell for you.
Well, it’s too bad and it’s too sad,
That I’m in love with you.
Well, you love me and then you snub me,
But what can I do ..... I’m still in love with you.
I guess
I’ll never see the light,
I get these blues most every night,
Since I fell for you.
(Sittin’ On) The Dock of the Bay
Otis Redding & Steve Cropper 1969
Sittin’ in the morning sun; I’ll be sitting when the evening comes
Watching the ships roll in; then I’ll watch them roll away again
Sittin’ on the dock of the bay; watching the tide roll away
Sittin’ on the dock of the bay wasting time
I left my home in Georgia; headed for the frisco bay
I have nothing to live for; looks like nothing’s going to come my way
Sittin’ on the dock of the bay; watching the tide roll away
Sittin’ on the dock of the bay wasting time
Look like nothing’s going to change; everything still remains the same
I can’t do what ten people tell me to do; so I guess I’ll remain the same
Just sitting here resting my bones and this loneliness won’t leave alone
Two thousand miles I roam to just to make this dock my home
Sittin’ on the dock of the bay; watching the tide roll away
Sittin’ on the dock of the bay wasting time
Slippin’ and Slidin’
Little Richard, Edwin Bocage, Albert Collins & James Smith 1956
Slippin’ and sliding, peeping and hiding, been told a long time ago
Slippin’ and sliding, peeping and hiding, been told a long time ago
I been told baby you’ve been bold I won’t be your fool no more
Oh, big conniver, ain’t nothing but a jiver; I done got hip to her jive
Oh, big conniver, ain’t nothing but a jiver; I done got hip to her jive
Slippin’ and sliding, peeping and hiding, won’t be your fool no more
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Oh Melinda, she’s a solid sinner, you know you better surrender
Oh Melinda, she’s a solid sinner, you know you better surrender
Slippin’ and sliding, peeping and hiding, won’t be your fool no more
Slippin’ and sliding, peeping and hiding, been told a long time ago
Slippin’ and sliding, peeping and hiding, been told a long time ago
I been told baby you’ve been bold I won’t be your fool no more
jam out
Soldier of Love
Arthur Alexander 1962
Lay down your arms and surrender to me
Lay down your arms and love me peacefully
Use your arms to loving me; baby that’s the way it’s got to be
There ain’t no reason for you to declare
war on the one who loves you so
So forget the other boys ‘cause my love is real;
come off your battlefield
Lay down your arms and surrender to me
Lay down your arms and love me peacefully
Use your arms to squeezing and pleasing the one who loves you so
The weapons you’re using are hurting me bad;
But someday you’re going to retreat
Cause my love for you baby is the truest you’ve ever had;
A soldier of love is hard to beat
Lay down your arms and surrender to me
Lay down your arms and love me peacefully
Use your arms to hold me tight; baby I don’t want to fight no more
Use your arms to hold me tight; baby I don’t want to fight no more
Lay down your arms
Spanish Harlem
Jerry Leiber & Phil Spector 1960
There is a rose in Spanish Harlem; a red rose up in Spanish Harlem
It is a special one it’s never seen the sun
It only comes when the moon is on the run
And all the stars are gleaming
It’s growing in the street right up through the concrete
But soft and sweet and dreaming
There is a rose in Spanish Harlem; a red rose up in Spanish Harlem
With eyes as black as coal that touch down in my soul
And starts a fire there and then I lose control
I have to beg your pardon
I’m going to pick that rose and watch her as she grows
In my garden
(BREAK) There is a rose in Spanish Harlem; a red rose up in Spanish Harlem
With eyes as black as coal that touch down in my soul
And starts a fire there and then I lose control
I have to beg your pardon
I’m going to pick that rose and watch her as she grows
In my garden
(there is a rose in Spanish Harlem--repeat to fade)
Stand By Me
Ben E. King, Lieber & Stoller 1961
When the night has come, and the land is dark,
And the moon is the only light we’ll see;
No, I won’t be afraid, no I won’t be afraid
Just as long as you stand, stand by me.
So, darling, darling, stand by me, oh, stand by me
Stand by me. Stand by me.
If the sky that we look upon should tumble and fall,
Or the mountain should crumble to the sea;
I won’t cry, I won’t cry, no I won’t shed a tear
Just as long as you stand by me.
So, darling, darling, stand by me, oh, stand by me
Stand by me. Stand by me.
Summertime Blues
Eddie Cochrane 1958
Well I’m a-gonna raise a fuss, I’m a-gonna raise a holler
‘Bout workin’ all summer just to try to earn a dollar
Well, I went to the bossman to take off for a date
But the boss said “No dice, son, you gotta work late”
Sometimes I wonder what I’m a-gonna do
‘Cause there ain’t no cure for the summertime blues
Well, my mom and poppa told me, son, you gotta earn some money
If you want to use the car to go a-ridin’ next Sunday
Well, I wouldn’t go to work, I told the boss I was sick
He said, “You can’t use the car ‘cause you didn’t work a lick”
Sometimes I wonder what I’m a-gonna do
‘Cause there ain’t no cure for the summertime blues
Gonna take two weeks, gonna have a fine vacation
Gonna take my problem to the United Nations
Well, I went to my congressman, he said, quote:
“I’d try to help you, son, but you’re too young to vote”
Sometimes I wonder what I’m a-gonna do
‘Cause there ain’t no cure for the summertime blues
Susie Q
Dale Hawkins 1957
Susie Q, Oh Susie Q,
oh Susie Q how I love you
My Susie Q
I like the way you walk, I like the way you talk
I like the way you walk, I like the way you talk
My Susie Q
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Susie Q, Oh Susie Q,
oh Susie Q baby I love you
My Susie Q
Oh say that you’ll be true, Oh say that you’ll be true
Oh say that you’ll be true and never leave me blue
My Susie Q
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Susie Q, Oh Susie Q,
oh Susie Q how I love you
My Susie Q
Sweet Baby Doll
Johnny Burnette 1955
Well, I looked out on the dance floor and what did I see? (Yeah, what did you see?)
A pretty little girl as cute as she could be (Yeah, is that what you see?)
I’m gonna walk on over and say hello (Yeah, go cat go)
I’m gonna walk on over and say hello (What are you waiting for?)
Hello sweet baby doll, would you like to dance with me?
Hello sweet baby doll, would you like to dance with me?
We rocked and rolled and had a ball (Yeah, they rocked and we rolled)
We rocked and rolled and had a ball (Yeah, they rocked and we rolled)
Well, I looked out on the dance floor and what did I see? (Yeah, what did you see?)
A another little girl as cute as she could be (Yeah, we see what you mean)
Well she stepped back once and she moved my way (Yeah, she moved your way)
She came a little closer then she heard me say (What did she hear him say)
Hello sweet baby doll, would you like to dance with me?
Hello sweet baby doll, would you like to dance with me?
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Instead of a dance, will you take me home? (Man, won’t you take her home?)
She said my daddy’s getting mad and he’s all alone (Her daddy is all alone)
Well I got to her house and what did I see (Yeah, what did you see?)
A great big bruiser a-coming after me (A great big bruiser was he)
I knowed he was her daddy cause I heard him say (What did you hear him say?)
Looky-here boy you’d better be on your way (get on you better not stay)
Goodbye sweet baby doll, I better be on my way;
So long sweet baby doll, your daddy won’t let me stay
your daddy won’t let me stay; your daddy won’t let me stay; so long etc.
Sweet Soul Music
Arthur Conley & Otis Redding 1967
Do you like good music? That sweet soul music.
As long as it’s swinging. Oh yeah, oh yeah.
Out here on the floor now; we’re going to a go go
Dancing with the music. Oh yeah, oh yeah.
Spotlight on Lou Rawls y’all; ah don’t he look boss y’all
Singing “love’s a hurting thing” now. Oh yeah, oh yeah.
Spotlight on Sam and Dave y’all; ah don’t they look great now
Singing “hold on I’m coming.” Oh yeah, oh yeah.
Spotlight on Wilson Pickett; that wicked wicked Pickett yeah
Singing Mustang Sally. Oh yeah, oh yeah.
Spotlight on Otis Redding; singing “fa fa fa fa fa fa”
Fa fa fa fa fa fa. Oh yeah, oh yeah.
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Spotlight on James Brown y’all; he’s the king of them all y’all
he’s the king of them all y’all. Oh yeah, oh yeah.
Do you like good music? That sweet soul music.
As long as it’s swinging. Oh yeah, oh yeah.
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Take a Letter Maria
R.B. Greaves 1969
Last night as I got home, ‘bout a-half past ten
There was the woman I thought I knew in the arms of another man
I kept my cool, I ain’t no fool, let me tell you what happened then
I packed some clothers and I walked out and I ain’t going back again
So take a letter Maria, address it to my wife
Say I won’t be coming home; going to start a new life
So take a letter Maria, address it to my wife
Say I won’t be coming home; going to start a new life
You’ve been many things, but most of all a good secretary to me
And it’s times like this I feel you’ve always been close to me
Was I wrong to work nights to try to build a good life
But all work and no play has just cost me my wife
chorus
When a man loves a woman, it’s hard to understand
That she would find more pleasure in the arms of another man
I never really noticed how sweet you are to me
It just so happens I’m free tonight; would you like to have dinner with me
chorus
Tear it Up
Paul Burlison, Dorsey Burnette & Johnny Burnette 1955
Come on little baby let’s tear that dance floor up
Come on little baby let’s tear that dance floor up
Come on little mama let’s see you strut your stuff
Tear it up; tear it up; tear it up; tear it up
Come on little baby let’s see you strut your stuff
I’m leaving little baby; gonna be gone a long long time
I’m leaving little baby; gonna be gone a long long time
So come on little baby and show me a real good time
Tear it up; tear it up; tear it up; tear it up
Come on little baby let’s tear that dance floor up
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Well you step back baby; move my way step around again and let me hear you say
tear it up; tear it up
Come on little baby let’s tear that dance floor up
Tear it up; tear it up; tear it up; tear it up
Come on little mama let’s tear that dance floor up
That’ll Be the Day
Buddy Holly & Jerry Allison 1956
Well, that’ll be the day when you say goodbye
That’ll be the day when you make me cry
You say you’re gonna leave, I know it’s a lie
‘Cause that’ll be the day when I die
Well you gave me all your lovin’ and your turtle dovin’
All your hugs and kisses and your money too
You know you love me baby; still you tell me maybe
That some day well I’ll be through
chorus
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chorus
Well, when Cupid shot his dart, he shot it at your heart
So if we ever part then I’ll leave you
You sit and hold me and you tell me boldly
That some day well I’ll be blue
chorus x2
The Thrill is Gone
Rick Darnell and Roy Hawkins 1951
The thrill is gone, the thrill is gone away
The thrill is gone, the thrill is gone away
You know you done me wrong and you’ll be sorry some day
The thrill is gone, it’s gone away from me
The thrill is gone, baby, the thrill is gone away from me
I know I’ll still live on, but so lonely I will be
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The thrill is gone, it’s gone away for good
The thrill is gone, baby, it’s gone away for good
Someday I know I’ll be holding on baby, like I know a good man should
I’m free free now baby, I’m free from your spell
I’m free free free now, I’m free from your spell
And now that it’s all over all I can do is wish you well
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To Love Somebody
Barry & Robin Gibb 1967
There’s a light, a certain kind of light, that never shines on me
I want my life to be here with you to live with you
There’s a way everybody say I got to do each and everything
What good will it bring if I can’t have you; I can’t have you
Oh, you don’t know what it’s like; you don’t know what it’s like
To love somebody, to love somebody the way I love you
In my prayers I see your face again I know I pray every night
How could you be so blind when I’m so sad, so doggoned sad
I’m a man, can’t you see that’s what I am but I live and breath for you
What good would breathing do if I can’t have you, if I can’t have you
Oh, you don’t know what it’s like; you don’t know what it’s like
To love somebody, to love somebody the way I love you
You don’t know what it’s like; you don’t know what it’s like
I need you, I love you, I got to have you etc. (repeat out)
Tutti Frutti
Little Richard 1955
A-wop-bop-a-loo-bop-a-lop-bomp-bomp
Tutti frutti, all rooty; tutti frutti, all rooty
Tutti frutti, all rooty; tutti frutti, all rooty
Tutti frutti, all rooty; a-wop-bop-a-loo-bop-a-lop-bop-bop
I got a girl named Sue; she knows just what to do
I got a girl named Sue; she knows just what to do
She rocks to the east she rocks to the west But she’s the girl that I love best
chorus
I got a girl named Daisy; she almost drive me crazy
I got a girl named Daisy; she almost drive me crazy
She knows how to love me, yes indeed Boy you don’t know what she do to me
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Daisy
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Twist & Shout
Phil Medley and Bertr Russell Berns 1961
Shake it up, baby, now (Shake it up, baby)
Twist and shout (Twist and shout)
C’mon, c’mon, baby, now (Come on, baby)
Come on and work it on out (Work it on out)
Well, work it on out, honey (Work it on out)
Yeah you look so good (Look so good)
You know you got me goin’ now (Got me goin’)
Just like I knew you would (Like I knew you would)
Well, shake it up, baby, now (Shake it up, baby)
Twist and shout (Twist and shout)
C’mon, c’mon, c’mon, c’mon, baby, now (Come on, baby)
Come on and work it on out (Work it on out)
Well, listen little girl (listen, little girl)
You know you twist so fine (Twist so fine)
Come on and twist a little closer now (Twist a little closer)
And let me know that you’re mine (Let me know you’re mine)
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Shake it up, baby, now (Shake it up, baby)
Shake it up, baby (Gonna Twist and shout)
Shake it up, baby, now (Shake it up, baby)
Come on and work it on out (Work it on out)
Well, shake it, shake it, shake it, baby, now (Shake it up, baby)
Well, shake it, shake it, shake it, baby, now (Twist and Shout)
Well, shake it, shake it, shake it, baby, now (Shake it up, baby) etc
Twisting the Night Away
Sam Cooke 1962
Let me tell you ‘bout a place, somewhere down a New York way
Where the people are to gay, twisting the night away
Hear they have a lot of fun, putting trouble on the run
Man you find the old and young twisting the night away
Twisting, twisting, everybody’s feeling great
Twisting, twisting, twisting the night away
Here’s a man in evening clothes, how he got here I don’t know
Man, you ought to see him go, twisting the night away
He’s dancing with the chick in slacks; she’s a-moving up and back
Oh man, there ain’t nothing like twisting the night away
They’re twisting, twisting, everybody’s feeling great
They’re twisting, twisting, they’re twisting the night away
Let’s twist awhile: (lean up; lean back; lean up; lean back;
watusi; now fire; now twist) They’re twisting the night away
Here’s a fellow in blue jeans; he’s dancing with an older queen
Who’s dolled up in diamond rings and twisting the night away
Man you ought to see her go; twisting to the rock and roll
Here you find the young and old twisting the night away
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Under the Boardwalk
Kenny Young & Arthur Resnick 1964
Oh when the sun goes down and burns the tar up on the roof
And your shoes get so hot you wish your tired feet were fireproof
Under the boardwalk; down by the sea
On a blanket with my baby’s where I’ll be
Under the boardwalk; out of the sun
Under the boardwalk; we’ll be having some fun
Under the boardwalk; people walking above
Under the boardwalk; we’ll be making love; Under the boardwalk boardwalk
From the park you hear the happy sounds of a carousel
You can almost taste the hot dogs and french fries they sell
Under the boardwalk; down by the sea
On a blanket with my baby’s where I’ll be
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Under the boardwalk; down by the sea
On a blanket with my baby’s where I’ll be
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Wade in the Water
gospel
Wade in the Water Wade in the Water, children
wade in the Water
God’s gonna trouble the Water He’s gonna trouble the water.
Who’s that yonder dressed in red
Wade in the Water
Must be the Children that Moses led
And God’s gonna trouble the Water
If you don’t believe I’ve dreamed a dream
Wade in the water
Then follow me down by the Jordan stream
He’s gonna trouble the water
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Who’s that yonder dressed in white
Wade in the Water
Must be the Children of the Israelites
God’s gonna trouble the Water
Walking Blues
Robert Johnson 1937
Woke up this morning I looked ‘round for my shoes
You know I had those mean old walking blues
Yeah, I woke up this morning I looked ‘round for my shoes
Girl, I had those, ooh, mean old walking blues
Some people tell me that worried blues ain’t bad
It’s the worst old feeling I ever had
People tell me that worried blues ain’t bad
It’s the worst old feeling, ooh child, I ever had
Looks run to the ocean and the ocean runs to the sea
If I don’t find my baby, don’t bury me
Look to the ocean and the ocean went to the sea
Yeah, if I don’t find my baby, ooh yeah, don’t bury me
Minutes seem like hours and hours seem like days
Since my baby started her low down ways, yeah
Minutes seem like hours and hours seem like days
Since my baby, ooh, started her low down ways
I woke up this morning, people, I looked ‘round for my shoes
You know I had those mean old walking blues
Yeah, I woke up this morning I looked ’round for my shoes
Yeah, you know I had those, ooh, mean old walking blues
Walking to New Orleans
Bobby Charles 1960
This time I’m walking to New Orleans; I’m walking to New Orleans
I’m gonna need two pair of shoes when I get through walking these blues
When I get back to New Orleans
I’ve got my suitcase in my hand; now ain’t that a shame
I’m leaving here today, yes I going back home to stay
Yes I’m walking to New Orleans
You used to be my honey till you spent all my money
No use for you to cry; I’ll see you by and by
Cause I’m walking to New Orleans
I’ve got no time for talking; I’ve got to keep on walking
New Orleans is my home; that the reason why I’m gone
Yes, I’m walking to New Orleans
I’m walking to New Orleans
I’m walking to New Orleans
When a Man Loves a Woman
Percy Sledge 1966
When a man loves a woman, can’t keep his mind on nothing else
He’ll change the world for the good thing he’s found
If she is bad he can’t see it, she can do no wrong
Turn his back on his best friend if he put her down
When a man loves a woman, spend his very last dime
Trying to hold on to what he needs
He give up all his comforts, sleep out in the rain
He’ll just say that’s the way it ought to be
When this man loves a woman,
I gave you everything I had
Trying to hold onto your heartless love
Baby, please don’t treat me bad
When a man loves a woman, down deep in is soul
She can bring him such misery
If she plays him for a fool, he’s the last one to know
Lovin’ eyes can never see
When a man loves a woman, he do no wrong
He could never want some other girl
Yes, when a man loves a woman, I know exactly how he feels
Baby baby baby, you’re my world
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Willie & the Hand Jive
Johnny Otis 1958
I know a cat named Way Out Willie He’s got a groovy little chick named Rockin’ Millie
He can walk and stroll and Susie Q And do that crazy hand jive too
Papa told Willie, you’ll ruin my home You and that hand jive have got to go
Willie said, Papa, don’t put me down They’re doin’ that hand jive all over town
Hand jive, hand jive, hand jive, doin’ that crazy hand jive
Mama, Mama look at Uncle Joe He’s doin’ that hand jive with sister Flo
Grandma gave baby sister a dime Said, do that hand jive one more time
The doctor and the lawyer and the Indian chief They all dig that crazy beat
Way Out Willie gave ‘em all a treat When he did that hand jive with his feet
Hand jive, hand jive, hand jive, doin’ that crazy hand jive
Willie and Millie got married last fall They had a little Willie Junior, and a-that ain’t all
You know, the baby got famous in his crib, you see Doin’ that hand jive on TV
Hand jive, hand jive, hand jive, doin’ that crazy hand jive
Wonderful World
Sam Cooke, Lou Adler & Herb Alpert 1959
Don’t know much about history; don’t know much biology
Don’t know much about a science book; don’t know the French I took
But I do know that I love you; and I know that if you loved me too
What a wonderful world this would be
Don’t know much about geography; don’t know much trigonometry
Don’t know much about algebra; don’t know what a slide rule is for
But I do know one and one is two; and if this one could be with you
What a wonderful world this would be
Now I don’t claim to be an A student, but I’m trying to be
Cause maybe by being an A student baby, I could win your love for me
Don’t know much about history; don’t know much biology
Don’t know much about a science book; don’t know the French I took
But I do know that I love you; and I know that if you loved me too
What a wonderful world this would be
la ta ta ta ta ta etc.
But I do know that I love you; and I know that if you loved me too
What a wonderful world this would be
You Better Move On
Arthur Alexander 1962
You ask me to give up the hand of the girl I love
You tell me I’m not the man she’s worthy of
But who are you to tell her who love
That’s up to her and the Lord above; you better move on
I know you can buy her fancy clothes and diamond rings
But I believe she’s happy with me without those things
Still you beg me to set her free
But my friend that will never be; you better move on
I can’t blame you for loving her but can’t you understand she’s my girl
And I’m never going to let her go ‘cause I love her so
I think you better go now, I’m getting mighty mad
You ask me to give up the only love I’ve ever had
Maybe I would, but I love her so
I’m never going to let her go; you better move on
you better move on
you better move on
You Don’t Miss Your Water
William Bell 1961
In the beginning, you really loved me
But I was too blind; I could not see
But now you’ve left me, how I cry,
You don’t miss your water ‘till your well runs dry
I kept you crying; sad and blue
I was a playboy, I just wouldn’t be true
But when you left me, and said bye bye
I missed your water my well ran dry
I sit here and wonder how can this be
I never thought you’d ever leave me
But now that you’ve left me, oh how I cry
You don’t miss your water ‘till your well runs dry
(You Make Me Feel Like) A Natural Woman
Carole King
Looking out on the morning rain; I used to feel so uninspired
And when I knew I have to face another day; It made me feel so tired
Before the day I met you, life was so unkind
You’re the key to my peace of mind
Cause you make me feel; you make me feel
You make me feel like a natural woman
When my soul was in the lost and found; You came along to claim it
I didn’t know just what was wrong with me ‘til your kiss helped me name it
Now I’m no longer doubtful of what I’m living for
And if I make you happy I don’t have to do more
Cause you make me feel; you make me feel
You make me feel like a natural woman
Oh, Baby what you’ve done to me
You make me feel so good inside
And I just wanna be
close to you; you make me feel so alive
you make me feel; you make me feel
You make me feel like a natural woman
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You Never Can Tell
Chuck Berry 1964
It was a teenage wedding and the old folks wished them well
You could see that Pierre did truly love the mademoiselle
And now the young monsieur and madam have rung the chapel bell
C’est la vie say the old folks, it goes to show you never can tell
They finished off an apartment with a two-room Roebuck sale
The coolerator was jammed with TV dinners and ginger ale
And when Pierre found work, the little money comin’ worked out well
C’est la vie say the old folks it goes to show you never can tell
They had a hi-fi phono, boy did they let it blast
Seven hundred little records, all blues, rock, rhythm, and jazz
But when the sun went down, the volume went down as well
C’est la vie say the old folks, it goes to show you never can tell
They bought a souped-up jitney, it was a cherry red ‘53
And drove it down to New Orleans to celebrate their anniversary
It was there where Pierre was wedded to the lovely mademoiselle
C’est la vie say the old folks, it goes to show you never can tell
They had a teenage wedding and the old folks wished ‘em well
You could see that Pierre did truly love the mademoiselle
And now the young monsieur and madam have rung the chapel bell
C’est la vie say the old folks, it goes to show you never can tell
You Send Me
Sam Cooke 1957
Darling, you send me I know you send me
Darling, you send me Honest, you do, honest, you do Honest, you do
Ohh, you thrill me I know you, you, you thrill me
Darling, you, you, you thrill me Honest, you do
At first I thought it was infatuation But, oh, it’s lasted so long
Now I find myself wanting To marry you and take you home
Ohh, you, you, you send me I know you send me
I know you send me Honest, you do
Ohh, whenever I’m with you I know, I know, I know and I need you
Honest, you do Honest, you do
Ohh, I know, I know, I know when you hold me
Whenever you kiss me Honest, you do
At first I thought it was infatuation But, ooh, it’s lasted so long
Now I find myself wanting To marry you and take you home
I know, I know, I know you send me I know you send me
Ohh, you, you, you, you send me Honest, you do
Young Blood
Jerry Leiber & Mike Stoller & Doc Pomus 1957
I saw her standing on the corner, a yellow ribbon in her hair
All at once my heart just stuttered, looky there (looky there, looky there)
Young blood, young blood, young blood
I can’t get you out of my mind
I took onelook and I was fractured; I tried to walk but I was lame
I tried to talk but I just stuttered “what’s your name?” (x3)
Young blood, young blood, young blood
I can’t get you out of my mind
What crazy stuff, she looked so tough
I had to follow her all the way home
Then things went bad, I met her dad
He said “You better leave my daughter alone.”
I couldn’t sleep a wink for crying, I saw the rising of the sun
All night long my heart was crying “you’re the one” (x3)
Young blood, young blood, young blood
I can’t get you out of my mind
Young blood, young blood, young blood
I can’t get you out of my mind