Buddy Guy Album

One, two, three, hit it
Alright, alright then

Wow, I can't get used of it baby, now
I can't get used of the blues

I can't go get used of it
I can't get used of the blues

Alright

Alright
Alright
Hit it
He yeah
Alright, sounding good
Swing it, uh, alright

The things that I used to do
Lord I won't do no more
The things that I used to do
Lord I won't do no more
I used to sit and hold your hand baby
And cry baby do not go

I used to search all night for you baby
Lord and my search would always end in vain
I used to search all night for you baby
Lord and my search would always end in vain
But I knew, I knew all along darlin'
that you was hid out wit' some other man

I'm goin' to send you back to your mother darlin'
Lord I'm goin' back to my family too
I'm goin' to send you back to your mother baby'
Lord I'm goin' back to my family too
'Cause nothin' nothin' I do can please ya' baby
Lord I just can't get along with you

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It's your time now baby
Ohh but it's gonna be mine after awhile
I said it's your time right now baby
Lord but it's gonna be mine after awhile
You know you know if things don't change
I'm gonna move on down

She stayed out last night
And do you know she just walked in
The girl is gettin' ready
She's going back out again
I said just wait one minute
Just before you go
She didn't even look at me
She just turned and walked out the door

It's your time, it's your time, it's your time right now
Ohh, I gotta, I gotta, I gotta feelin'


Ohh it's gonna, it's gonna, it's gonna be my time after awhile

I got a look through my window
And guess what I seen
My baby sat with another man
In a long black limosine

I said it's your time, it's your time
Yes you know I, you know I got that feelin' woman
Baby it's gonna be my time after awhile

I just wanna talk to my baby:
And here's what I wanna say
Go ahead on and mistreat me
But every every dog got his day wow

Somebody better come here and get me baby
I just want to talk to my baby

Mary had a little lamb, his fur was white as snow, yeah
Everywhere the child went, the lamb, the lamb was sure to go yeah
He followed her to school one day, and broke the teacher's rule
And what a time did they have, that day at school
Task him babe, all right, for bringin' yellow bearskin
So let it to my babe, on my way I've asked

I don't want to lose you
This good thing
That I've got 'cause if I do
I will surely, surely lose a lot

'Cause her love is better
Than any love I know
It's like thunder and lightning
The way your love is frightening
I better knock on wood, baby

I'm not superstitious about you
But I can't take no chance
You got me spinnin', baby
Baby I'm in a trance

'Cause your love is better
Than any love I know
It's like thunder and lightning
The way you love me is frightening
I better knock on wood, baby

It's no secret that woman
Fills my loving cup
'Cause she sees to it
That I get enough

Just one touch from her
You know it means so much
It's like thunder and lightning
The way your love is frightening
I better knock on wood
Baby, I better knock

Think I better knock on wood
Think I better knock on wood
Think I better knock on wood
Think I better knock, knock, knock
Think I better knock, knock, knock

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Ohh, I'm playing this morning
Please don't let those jet-engines start

Ohh, I'm playing this morning
Please, please don't let those jet-engines start

When I hear your engines goin'
You know, it almost drives me out of my mind

Oh, but the last few morings lately
Before I get out of my bed

Oh, but the last few morings lately
Just before I get out of my bed


You know I can hear your engines goin'
And it almost drives me out of my head

Oh, but the last few morings lately
Before, before I get out of my bed

Oh, but the last, but the last, but the last few morings lately
Before, before I get out of my bed

Well, you know I can hear your engines goin'
You know, it almost drives me out of my head

Sittin' here a thousand miles from nowhere
People, I'm in my one room country little shack
I'm sittin' here a thousand miles from nowhere
People, I'm in my own own one room country little shack

All my worries and companion
Is an old is an old 'leven foot cotton sack

I'm wanna leave oh early in the mornin'
People because I'm 'bout to go out on my mind
I'm gonna leave you early in the mornin'
People because, just because I'm 'bout to go out on my mind

I'm gonna find me some kind of good woman
Even if she's dumb, deaf, crippled or blind

Play your piano
Yeah, yeah
Lord you make me feel so good this morning, do it again
Have mercy, have mercy on me, have mercy on me
Alright
Yes, yes, yes
Oh Lord have mercy

You don't know


You don't know how how I feel

Lord have mercy down in this cotton field

You don' know
People, people you don't know how I feel

Have mercy in this cotton field

I know you're out there havin' a good time
Why don't you, why don't you make connection with me and give me some good deal

Let me have a little bit of Otis Spann please

So many ways
So many ways you can get the blues
So many ways
So so many ways you can get the blues

Yes, when you're down here on one of these cottonfields
Lord, you ain't got nothing to lose.

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