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Richland Woman Blues
03:31
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Gimme red lipstick and a bright purple rouge
A shingle bob haircut and a shot of good boo'
Hurry down, sweet daddy, come blowin' your horn
If you come too late, sweet mama will be gone
Come along young man, everything settin' right
My husband's goin' away 'till next Saturday night
Hurry down, sweet daddy, come blowin' you horn
If you come too late, sweet mama will be gone
Now, I'm raring to go, got red shoes on my feet
My mind is sittin' right for a Tin Lizzie seat
Hurry down, sweet daddy, come blowin' you horn
If you come too late, sweet mama will be gone
The red rooster said, "Cock a doodle do do"
The Richards woman said, "Any dude will do"
Hurry down, sweet daddy, come blowin' you horn
If you come too late, sweet mama will be gone
With rosy red garters, pink hose on my feet
Turkey red bloomer, with a rumble seat
Hurry down, sweet daddy, come blowin' you horn
If you come too late, sweet mama will be gone
Every Sunday mornin', church people watch me go
My wings sprouted out and the preacher told me so
Hurry down, sweet daddy, come blowin' you horn
If you come too late, sweet mama will be gone
Dress skirt cut high, then they cut low
Don't think I'm a sport, keep on watchin' me go
Hurry down, sweet daddy, come blowin' you horn
If you come too late, sweet mama will be gone
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Freight Train
02:24
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Freight train, freight train, run so fast
Freight train, freight train, run so fast
Please don't tell what train I'm on
They won't know what route I'm going
When I'm dead and in my grave
No more good times here I crave
Place the stones at my head and feet
And tell them all I've gone to sleep
When I die, oh bury me deep
Down at the end of old Chestnut Street
So I can hear old Number Nine
As she comes rolling by
When I die, oh bury me deep
Down at the end of old Chestnut Street
Place the stones at my head and feet
And tell them all I've gone to sleep
Freight train, freight train, run so fast
Freight train, freight train, run so fast
Please don't tell what train I'm on
They won't know what route I'm going
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Atlanta Moan
04:23
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Nobody knows Atlanta like I do
Nobody knows Atlanta like I do
The reason I know it is
I travelled it through and through
If you got a good woman here's a lesson I'll give to you
If you got a good woman here's a lesson I'll give to you
Don't take her to Atlanta, they'll take her away from you
They've taken my woman and cut me to the bone
They've taken my woman and cut me to the bone
That's the reason why, you hear me wail and moan
Can't you hear that depot whistle blow?
Can't you hear that depot whistle blow?
Blows just like it's never blown before
Nobody knows Atlanta like I do
Nobody knows Atlanta like I do
The reason I know it is
I travelled it through and through
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Wildflowers
03:14
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You belong among the wildflowers
You belong in a boat out at sea
Sail away, kill off the hours
You belong somewhere you feel free
Run away, find you a lover
Go away somewhere all bright and new
I have seen no other
Who compares with you
You belong among the wildflowers
You belong in a boat out at sea
You belong with your love on your arm
You belong somewhere you feel free
Run away, go find a lover
Run away, let your heart be your guide
You deserve the deepest of cover
You belong in that home by and by
You belong among the wildflowers
You belong somewhere close to me
Far away from your trouble and worries
You belong somewhere you feel free
You belong somewhere you feel free
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Born With The Blues
03:19
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[E] From my childhood where I am now
[A] I ain't gonna worry, I'll get by somehow
[G#7] My momma had 'em, my [A7] daddy had 'em, too
[E] I [F#m] was [B7] born [F#m] with the [E] blues
[E] I'll tell you something friend it ain't no joke
[A] I wouldn't take my past life for my weight in gold
[G#7] My momma had 'em, my [A7] daddy had 'em, too
[E] I [F#m] was [B7] born [F#m] with the [E] blues
(Bridge)
[A] I'd use my guitar for my pillow
Hollow logs would be my [E] bed
[G#7] Blues, my only [A7] companion
[B7] I had to sing the blues for my meat and bread
[E] Ooh yes, I want you to know I began to roam
[A] I'm a vagabond, travelling far from home
[G#7] But I'm not ashamed ain't that [A7] news
[E] I [F#m] was [B7] born [F#m] with the [E] blues
[E] Don't believe I'm sinkin' just look what a hole I'm in
[A] Don't believe I love you look what a fool I've been
[G#7] But I'm not ashamed ain't that [A7] news
[E] I [F#m] was [B7] born [F#m] with the [E] blues
[E] You think I'm happy but you don't know my mind
[A] Smile on my face my heart's bleeding all the time
[G#7] But I'm not ashamed ain't that [A7] news
[E] I [F#m] was [B7] born [F#m] with the [E] blues
[G#7] But I'm not ashamed ain't that [A7] news
[E] I [F#m] was [B7] born [F#m] with the [E] blues
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8. |
Grinnin In Your Face
02:50
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Don't you mind people grinnin' in your face
Don't mind people grinnin' in your face
You just bear this in mind, a true friend is hard to find
Don't you mind people grinnin' in your face
You know your mother would talk about you
Your own sisters and your brothers too
They just don't care how you're tryin' to live
They'll talk about you still
Yes, but bear, ooh, this in mind, a true friend is hard to find
Don't you mind people grinnin' in your face
Don't you mind people grinnin' in your face
Don't you mind people grinnin' in your face
Oh, just bear, ooh this in mind, a true friend is hard to find
Don't you mind people grinnin' in your face
You know they'll jump you up and down
They'll carry you all 'round and 'round
Just as soon as your back is turned
They'll be tryin' to crush you down
Yes, but bear this in mind, a true friend is hard to find
Don't you mind people grinnin' in your face
Don't mind people grinnin' in your face
Don't mind people grinnin' in your face, oh, Lord
And just bear this in mind, a true friend is hard to find
Don't you mind people grinnin' in your face
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Manitoba Hal Shelburne, Nova Scotia
Canadian blues artist Manitoba Hal is a ukulele master and singer-songwriter. He is known for his expressive voice and mastery of his instrument; his trusty baritone ukulele; His original songs have become modern classics and his take on standards and popular blues songs of the past have brought him to festival stages worldwide. ... more
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