Wella wella wella...yez yezzah...sho' nuff...yeah yeah yeah...owwwwww
Coolin' Board--Blind Willie McTell
Undertaker, undertaker, please take it slow
You're takin' the one I love, won't bring her back no more
Don't a man feel bad, when his baby's on the coolin' board
Don't a man feel bad, when the hearse pulls up to his door
Undertaker, undertaker, don't drive so fast,
seem like every minute going to be my last
I tried to help her, people, I did all that I could,
one out of a million who meant me any good
When I walked up to her bedside, her breath was gettin' low
She looked at me and said, "Honey, I can't love you no more"
My heart struck sorrow, my tears falling down,
watching my baby settled into the ground
Said I walked up to where they're throwing dirt in Ella's face
Wanted to jump into her grave and take her place
I realize I won't see my girl again,
swear to God I loved her, she was my only friend
Yondah come de blues nah said yeah...well wellah...WELLAAHH!!...Ooh well well!!!!!!!!
A reconvened Van Rothin' should work up I Thank You, ZZ TOP style nah yez!!
You didnt have to love me like you did
But you did, but you did.
And I thank you.
You didnt have to love me like you did
But you did, but you did.
And I thank you.
But you took your love to someone else
I wouldnt know what it meant to be loved to death
You made me feel like Ive never felt
Kisses so good I had to holler for help
You didnt have to squeeze it but you did
But you did but you did
And I thank you.
You didnt have to hold it but you did
But you did but you did
And I thank you.
Every day was something new,
You put on your bag and your fine to-do
You got me trying new things too
Just so I can keep up with you.
You didnt have to shake it but you did
But you did but you did
And I thank you.
You didnt have to make it like you did
But you did but you did
And I thank you.
All my life Ive been shortchanged
Without your love baby its a crying shame
But now I know what the fellas talking about
Hear me say that they been turned out
I want to thank you
I want to thank you
I want to thank you
Yes, I want to thank you
Ooh well wella wella...Yez Yeah!! Like a thunderbolt in yo grits, son...yez nah
From the Sweet Tooth Boogie right on up-ah to de fearless boogie woogie nah...from Elmore James to Elmore Leonard...from London to Moscow...from Pasadena to de big apple...
...yondah comes the BLOOZE nah says yeaaaaaaah!!:D
Sensible Shoes nah yezz yezz
I got a fast car, go cruisin' down the highway
A corvette stingray, I do it my way
Got a good job, makin' lots of money
I look good and I'm funny, so why'm I lonesome honey
The gypsy said the problem with you
You need some sensible shoes
Look at this black book, it's loaded with phone numbers
Potential lovers, new worlds to discover
You would think I really have it made now
New rayban shades but I'm a heartache on parade now
I walk around with the blues
I need some sensible shoes
Sensible shoes, ones that will lead me back to you
Sensible shoes, cuz you're the only lover who was ever true
I need some sensible shoes
All my friends now, they look up to me
They wish they could be a lot more like me
But they don't know and they can't see
How I'm hurtin', how I'm empty
Lost my soul when I walked out on you
I need some sensible shoes
Sensible shoes, ones that will lead me back to you
Sensible shoes, cuz you're the only lover who was ever true
I need some sensible shoes
I got a fast car, go cruisin' down the highway
A corvette stingray, I do it my way
Got a good job, makin' lots of money
I look good and I'm funny, so why'm I lonesome honey
The gypsy said the problem with you
Ah, you know
Sensible shoes, ones that will lead me back to you
Sensible shoes, cuz you're the only lover who was ever true
Sensible shoes, ones that will lead me back to you
Sensible shoes, cuz you're the only lover that was ever true
I need some sensible shoes
The St. Loons Blues one time nah yez yezz yezzah yallah yowzah...well well well...
I met thiz chick way back in June
Tol' her dat I'd buy her the moon
Slipped, tripped, fell in love and she's the onliest one dat nebah gib me dem blues
She says I howl like a wolf, sing like a bird, she called me Loons
She likes to boogie real low, favourite position is the spoon
I'm all o'er her like a hound dog chasin' a coon
She wrecked my life like a God damn monsoon
I'd follow her anywhere even Saskatoon or de moon
I'd fight a shark with a toothpick, battle a whole platoon
For her, I'd kill the devil with a harpoon
Become an oil tycoon
Love her all afternoon
Buy her 99,000 balloons
Kill off every Gambino goon
Open a salloon
watch all the National lampoons
...an' that's why they call me the lowdown Loons...
Ballad Of A Thin Man--Bob Dylan
You walk into the room
With your pencil in your hand
You see somebody naked
And you say, "Who is that man?"
You try so hard
But you don't understand
Just what you'll say
When you get home
Because something is happening here
But you don't know what it is
Do you, Mister Jones?
You raise up your head
And you ask, "Is this where it is?"
And somebody points to you and says
"It's his"
And you say, "What's mine?"
And somebody else says, "Where what is?"
And you say, "Oh my God
Am I here all alone?"
Because something is happening here
But you don't know what it is
Do you, Mister Jones?
You hand in your ticket
And you go watch the geek
Who immediately walks up to you
When he hears you speak
And says, "How does it feel
To be such a freak?"
And you say, "Impossible"
As he hands you a bone
Because something is happening here
But you don't know what it is
Do you, Mister Jones?
You have many contacts
Among the lumberjacks
To get you facts
When someone attacks your imagination
But nobody has any respect
Anyway they already expect you
To just give a check
To tax-deductible charity organizations
You've been with the professors
And they've all liked your looks
With great lawyers you have
Discussed lepers and crooks
You've been through all of
F. Scott Fitzgerald's books
You're very well read
It's well known
Because something is happening here
But you don't know what it is
Do you, Mister Jones?
Well, the sword swallower, he comes up to you
And then he kneels
He crosses himself
And then he clicks his high heels
And without further notice
He asks you how it feels
And he says, "Here is your throat back
Thanks for the loan"
Because something is happening here
But you don't know what it is
Do you, Mister Jones?
Now you see this one-eyed midget
Shouting the word "NOW"
And you say, "For what reason?"
And he says, "How?"
And you say, "What does this mean?"
And he screams back, "You're a cow
Give me some milk
Or else go home"
Because something is happening here
But you don't know what it is
Do you, Mister Jones?
Well, you walk into the room
Like a camel and then you frown
You put your eyes in your pocket
And your nose on the ground
There ought to be a law
Against you comin' around
You should be made
To wear earphones
Because something is happening here
But you don't know what it is
Do you, Mister Jones?
Well...well...well...Mississippi Delta Blues...Yez Yez Yezzaaah!! Ooooh well well....
I'm goin' away, I'm gonn' stay a great long time. You know Ize ain't comin' back, honey, until you change your mind.
I went to the depot and I looked up on the board. Wella, I could see no train, I couldn't hear no whistle blow.
Blow yo harmonica, son!
Medicine Man Blues
Who's that ridin' John The Revelator?
Truckin' With Loons The Great
You wanna play like Robert Johnson?
You wanna play like Peetie Wheatstraw?
Welcome to Bluesville, son!
After awhile, after awhile...it's blues time ya'll...Well All Right!!...well well well...oh yeah oh yeah...rattlin' the floorboards...foot-stompin' music...your basic most elemental genuine bombastic urban contempo sexy nonstop red light smoke in the air fuck you hot pants blues style...I wanna tell you people somethin' Ize know...money beats soul every time, come on!...
Whatchoo got buried in yo backyard??
Check all yo razors and yo guns...we gonn' be wrestlin' when the wagon comes...gimme pigfoot and a bottle of beer...No escape from the blues...this joint is jumpin'...Mustang Sally and GTO...Tea for Two...County Farm Blues...Luck Be A Lady...Mean Disposition...Mean Red Spider...Streamline Woman...Still A Fool...Need More Blues...So Many Roads...Cryin' Shame...Harmonica Boogie...Right On That Shore...If You Steal My Chickens, You Cain't Make 'Em Lay...Roll Your Moneymaker...She Moves Me...Bo' Weevil...Peg Leg Loons...Blind Willie Loons...Loons...Daddy Stovepipe...Blind Lemon Loons...Loons The Great...Howlin' Wolf...Blind Boy Loons...
Ize been drinkin' muddy water
sleepin' in a hollow log
Law'd if I can't be your kid man
I ain't gonn' be your dog
Some folks says Mr. Loons could run
Lemme tell you what Loons done
Travel from Maine down to Mexico
Find that girl that loves me so
No matter where I'll be
I'll find that girl she'll satisfy me
...or her sister will...
She got up early in the morning
and hit the road
Before she cook me any breakfast
Or even wash me any clothes
Women is like a faucet sometimes the water runs cold
Muddy Waters invented electricity
Saw a werewolf with a Chinese menu in his hand
I hear the train a comin'
In a white room with black curtains near the stations
Ef trouble wuz money Ize wud be a millionaire
YEZ YEZ YEZ
Well...well...well...drive it like you stole it nah nah yezz yezz...ooh well well!!!!
"...Old soldiers never die; they just fade away..."
"Ramblin' Man"(Hank Williams I)--Mark Lanegan and Isobel Campbell
Mark Lanegan And Greg Duli sing Mahalia Jackson's,"On My Way To Canaan's Land"
Hats Off To Roy Harper demo from youtube
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Precious and Grace--QOTSA live
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...Little mo' blues...lil' mo' blues...
R.L. Burnside and Johnny Woods "Telephone Blues"
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Johnny Woods and R.L. Burnside"Suzanna"
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Sleepy John Estes/John Henry Barbee
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZwNhXSt_WN0
Papa Muddy Waters and The Rolling Stones"Hoochie Coochie Man"
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The mighty Black Crowes"Rainy Day Women No.12 and No.35"
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The mighty White Stripes"Outlaw Blues"
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