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1974 |
1. | Introduction |
2. | Ah'w Baby/Everything Gonna Be Alright |
3. | How Can One Woman Be So Mean |
4. | Checking On My Baby |
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6. | Introduction |
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8. | Messing With The Kid |
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10. | My Younger Days |
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Ah'w Baby/Everything Gonna Be Alright |
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How Can One Woman Be So Mean |
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Hey!
Hey now!
When ya see tears comin' from my eyes
Oh yes, oh yes people, yes I could cry
Oh I know you see those big tears come from my eyes
From the bottom of my heart, baby you know I can cry
You know my mother told me when I was a little boy
She said, 'Someday son, you will have the reason why'
You know why?
I lay awake at night because of love
Lord I have so much trouble
I lay awake, I lay awake at night because of trouble
Because of so much trouble
People I just can't, I just can't sleep no more
All the critters have come to keep me company
You know there's a lonesome wind blowin' around my door
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Yeah, I don't know why I got those type of blues tonight, but uhSomething, it's alright, something told me tonight to uhGet it like I was gettin' it when I first startedAnd it's such a great pleasure to be on this show tonight Ladies and GentlemanTell uh, it's given me a thrill inside, you know, and I wish thatYou may think I'm puttin' you on, but uh please believe meFor somehow or another,I hate to say this, but uh,We get a better thrill out of playing over here then we do at homeSo uh, haha, but uh, I must, thank you, I must say this that uhRegardless to how an entertainer feel it are always the people that makes him feel okaySo that's why we always get the question asked us, during the course of a tourDo you ever get lonesome by it for not beeing at home, you knowPeople can make you feel at homeAnd when I, thank you very muchAnd when I get that feeling like that I go be that andPlay a tune that goes something like this
Just ten years agoPeople what I would doNo one would ever knowJust ten years agoPeople how I would live my lifeNo one would ever knowThe things that I think I would doOoo, no one will never know
I sit down in my dark room sometimeTears rollin' down from my eyesI sit down in my dark roomTears rollin' down from my eyesYeah, play the bluesYou know, I began to wonderOh, what makes a man like poor me cry
Well I might as well forget all about itLord and try to live my live just like it isLord I might as well forget all about itAnd try to live my live just like it isAnd you know I want to tell you peopleOh I would like to go back ten years
Play it on down for me now!
Yeah!
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Hey! Yeah!
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Well, I wonder, what's exactly the matter
Child you know the time
Seemed like an hour
Everything had changed
But I hold up my head
Girl, I'm just trying to make you understand
Well now, everybody tell me
Somebody hoodoo'd the hoodoo man
Well now, I buzzed your bell this morning
You had your elevator run slow
I buzzed your bell in, woman
Take me on the third floor
Well, I hold up my head
Girl, I'm just trying to make you understand
Well now, everybody tell me
Somebody hoodoo'd the hoodoo man
Well, I buzzed your bell this morning
You had your elevator run slow
I buzzed your bell in, woman
Take me on the third floor
I hold up my head
Girl, I'm just trying to make you understand
Well now, everybody tell me
Somebody hoodoo'd the hoodoo man
Well, I wonder, what's exactly the matter
Child you know the time
Seemed like an hour
Everything had changed
I hold up my head
Girl, I'm just trying to make you understand
Well now, everybody tell me
Somebody hoodoo'd the hoodoo man
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