The Loons Blues-apaloosa Salloon and Juke Joint

[rustoffa]

This ain't the Allman Bros.


Wake up mama, turn your lamp down low
Wake up mama, turn your lamp down low
Have you got the nerve to drive papa McTell from your door
My mother died and left me reckless, my daddy died and left me wild, wild, wild
Mother died and left me reckless, daddy died and left me wild, wild, wild
No, I'm not good lookin', I'm some sweet woman's angel child
You're a mighty mean woman, to do me this a-way
You're a mighty mean woman, to do me this a-way
Going to leave this town, pretty mama, going away to stay
I once loved a woman, better than I ever seen
I once loved a woman, better than I ever seen
Treat me like I was a king and she was a doggone queen
Sister, tell your brother, brother tell your auntie, auntie, tell your uncle, uncle tell my cousin, cousin tell my friend
Goin' up the country, mama, don't you want to go?
May take me a fair brown, may take me one or two more
Big Eighty
left Savannah, Lord, and did not stop
You ought to saw that colored fireman when he got that boiler hot
Reach over in the corner, hand me my travelin' shoes
You know by that, I got them Statesboro blues
Sister got 'em, daddy got 'em
Brother got 'em, mama got 'em
Woke up this morning, we had them Statesboro blues
I looked over in the corner, grandpa and grandma had 'em too

[Loons The Great]

Blind Willie McTell! Awww tell 'em Papa McTell!!

[Loons The Great]

Watched The Howlin' Wolf Story today...awe-inspiring...the mighty wolf is at your door...the secret history of rock n roll..smokestack lightnin'...shinin' jus' like gold...oh, don'tcha hear me cryin'....oooh whooooo...ahoo...hooo hoo hooo....

[Loons The Great]

Roll 'Em Pete
--Big Joe Turner

Well, I got a gal, she lives up on the hill
Well, I got a gal, she lives up on the hill
Well, this woman's tryin' to quit me, Lord, but I love her still

She's got eyes like diamonds, they shine like Klondike gold1
She's got eyes like diamonds, they shine like Klondike gold
Ev'ry time she loves me, she sends my mellow soul

Well, you're so beautiful, you've got to die someday
Well, you're so beautiful, you've got to die someday
All I want's a little loving, just before you pass away

Pretty baby, I'm goin' away and leave you by yourself
Pretty baby, I'm goin' away and leave you by yourself
You've mistreated me, now you can mistreat somebody else

[Loons The Great]

A lil' bit of de blues forya nah yez yez yez...well well well...yez yeah!!...a howhow

http://www.bigroadblues.com/

http://www.templeofblues.com/forums/index.php?act=idx

http://www.mudcat.org/threads.cfm

http://www.the-blindman.com/Archives/index.htm

http://shs.starkville.k12.ms.us/mswm/MSWritersAndMusicians/musicians/EdwardsHoneyboy.html

[Loons The Great]

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

[Loons The Great]

Who's got the blues 'round the D L R Army nah yez...well well well...wella wella wella...yez yez yez...I said...who's got the blues right on down to there ramblin' shoes nah yez...I ain't talkin' no Bach, Brahms, or Beethoven...I'm talkin' about the 3 b's nah yez...that's BLUES, BOOGIE WOOGIE, and motherfuckin' BARRELHOUSIN'...awwwww yeah nah...play dem blues...play a long time, man...cuz this one's the best blues you got...if I'm lyin', she's cryin'...awwww yez yeah...yallah...yallah...searchin' the desert for dem blooze...yez yeah baby!!...

I'm talkin' 'bout these a here kinds a blues:

Delia--Blind Willie McTell

Delia, Delia, how can it be?
You love that old rounder, but you don't love me
Well, that's one more rounder gone
Delia, Delia sitting all around
Some of your old rounders gonna pay my way back home
Sitting on the housetop, high as I can see
You love that old rounder, but you don't love me

Delia's poor mother took a trip out West
When she returned, Delia lyin' in rest
Delia's mother wept, Delia's father moaned
They'd have wanted their poor child to die at home
Rubber tired buggy, two-seated hack,
took Delia to the graveyard, never brought her back

Kenny lookin' high, Kenny lookin' low,
Shot poor Delia with that hated .44
Delia, Delia, wouldn't take no one's advice
Last words I heard her say were, "Jesus Christ!"
Judge said to Kenny, "Here's a natural fact:
you going to wait in jail till Delia come back"

Kenny's in the basement, drinking from a silver cup
Delia's in the graveyard, never come back up
Kenny said to judge, "What's the fuss about?
Just that no good woman trying to put me out

I'm talkin' 'bout the lowdown, high and lonesome gutbucket blues...blues yous can use...nothin' but the blues and latah for the Van Hagar...nothin' but the best and later for the rest(again, Van Hagar...LATAH ON, BITCH)...I'm talkin' some lowdown and evil blues...kind that make the roof get raised or caved in...kind that shake the foundations like a blues shaker...an earthshaker...talkin' 'bout the Kansas City shuffle nah yez...well well well...yez yeah...ooh well well...

FUCK YEAH!!!!!!

[Loons The Great]

Yondah come de blues nah said yeah...well wellah...WELLAAHH!!...Ooh well well!!!!!!!!

http://www.deltabluesmuseum.org/

http://www.deltablues.net/

http://www.cr.nps.gov/delta/blues/

http://www.cathead.biz/

http://www.mudcat.org/mdbs.cfm

http://www.pbs.org/theblues/roadtrip/deltahist.html

[Loons The Great]

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

[Loons The Great]

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!!

[rustoffa]

I'm bad
I'm bad
Like Jesse James, uh-huh

I had a friend one time
Least I thought I did
He come to me
Said, 'Johnny?'
Said, 'What man?'
'I'm outdoor'
I say, 'Yeah?'

I taken the cat in
Get him a place to stay
And I found out
He goin' 'round town
Tellin' ev'rybody that he
He got my wife

Then I gets mad
I goes to the cat
Like a good guy should
I said, 'Look man
'I'm gonna warn, you just one time'
Next time I warn you'
'I'm gonna use my gun'

'Cause I'm mad, I'm bad, like Jesse James

I'm so mad, I'm so mad.
I'm gonna ruin you this mornin'.
I've got three boys
Do my dirty work
Now, you don't see me
I'm the big boss
I do the payin' off
After they take care of you

In their on way
They may shoot you
They may cut you.
They may drown you
I just don't know
I don't care
Long as they take care of you
In their on way

I'm so mad, I'm bad this mornin', like Jesse James.

They gon' take you right down
By the riverside
Now four is goin' down
Ain't but three comin' back
You read between the line
We're gonna have a deal

'Cause I'm mad, I'm bad, like Jesse James.

They gonna tie yo' hands
They gonna tie yo' feet
They gonna gag your throat
Where you can't holler none

An cryin' won't help you none
Set you in the water
Yeah, the bubbles comin' up.
Whoa
Rrrrrrr
Rrrrrrr

Oh yeah, I'm so mad!

[Loons The Great]

^^^^^^^^^^^^
Awesome, awesome post!!

The late, great John Lee Hooker....the KING of the hoodoo voodoo blues boogie woogie nah yez yezzah...well well welllahhhh....ooh well well....

[rustoffa]

Originally posted by Loons The Great
^^^^^^^^^^^^
Awesome, awesome post!!

The late, great John Lee Hooker....the KING of the hoodoo voodoo blues boogie woogie nah yez yezzah...well well welllahhhh....ooh well well....

Sorry 'bout the dupe post bro, the newly acquired box set was workin' on me.

[Loons The Great]

Ain't no thang, mang......more people need to check out some John Lee Hooker...tellin' it like it iz...an' den some!!...got to love when he immitates the sound of bubbles coming up from...well, you know...
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...I had a friend...least I thought I did...

[rustoffa]

Three pictures of the man..that's all we got....

Walkin' with the Devil.


Early this mornin'

when you knocked upon my door

Early this mornin', ooh

when you knocked upon my door

And I said, "Hello, Satan,"

I believe it's time to go."

Me and the Devil

was walkin' side by side

Me and the Devil, ooh

was walkin' side by side

And I'm goin' to beat my woman

until I get satisfied

She say you don't see why

that you will dog me 'round

Now, babe, you know you ain't doin' me
right, don'cha

She say you don't see why, ooh

that you will dog me 'round

It must-a be that old evil spirit

so deep down in the ground

You may bury my body

down by the highway side

Baby, I don't care where you bury my
body when I'm dead and gone

You may bury my body, ooh

down by the highway side

So my old evil spirit

can catch a Greyhound bus and ride