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- Rich Woman Blues
- Raining On My Life
- Ice Cream Man
- Going Back To Bed
- Drifter
- More To This Than That
- Down By The Border
- Wonder Why I Feel So Bad
- Clovis Green
- Rebellion
- Who You Gonna Hoodoo Now?
Rich Woman Blues
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Got a telephone call this mornin'
My baby wrecked her Mercedes Benz
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She called me up this mornin'
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Totalled out her Mercedes Benz
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I said, long as you alright baby, that's all that matters
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Let 'em tow the thing on in
This woman
Got a three-bedroom condominium
Little old place down in Florida
A three-bedroom condominium
A little old ranch down in Texas
She says them oil wells are so much fun
Sometimes she give me money
'Cause she knows I hardly make enough to eat
I don't mind tellin' y'all she give a little money
'Cause she knows I hardly make enough to eat
'Cause she knows a man that plays the blues
Livin' one step from the street
Raining On My Life
It was sometime in late September
And the leaves were turning brown
And as near as I can remember
I was somewhere on the ground
And the rain was softly falling
Falling softly on my life
Went to school to learn an occupation
And it seemed I was doing fine
But you know it's a bad situation
When you're not allowed to speak your mind
And the rain was softly falling
Falling softly on my life
I looked a long time to find some answers
To some things I had in my head
But you know it sure ain't easy
To walk the highways in US Keds
And the rain was softly falling
Falling softly on my life
And the rain was softly falling
Falling softly on my life
Ice Cream Man
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She's a cover pulling mama but I don't mind her in my bed
I got the fireplace going and the firewood in the shed
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She got a nice warm body and sweet dreams in her head
She's a cool mamma jamma but she don't like to wait
If you tell her you're coming well you better not show up late
She's a shotgun rider but she don't open no gates
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She's a laid back lover with a Destin tan
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She's a hip-slinging mamma and you know I'm her ice cream man
Sometimes she's a little girl licking on an ice cream cone
But she can be a man-handler, you know the woman is strong
She can play all day, ride the gator all night long
She's a laid back lover with a Destin tan
She's a hip-slinging momma and you know I'm her ice cream man
Going Back To Bed
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Monday mornin' stabbed me in the face
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So many things that oughta be done today
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Throw the paper in the trash, all the bad news read
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Monday ain't happenin', I'm goin' back to bed
Last Friday evenin' I was doing alright
Party goin' on, and it lasted into Saturday night
I kick back on Sunday, took my day of rest
But I still gotta feelin' I need to go back to bed
There's so many possibilities of breakin' new ground
But the responsibilities can bring me down
And I don't want somethin' like that hangin' over my head
'Cause you never know when you might have to go back to bed
Dark clouds rollin' and it looks like there's comin' a storm
My baby's still sleeping, keeping my place warm
I could snuggle in beside her, can't get it outta my head
Just another good reason for goin' back to bed
Goin' back to bed
Drifter
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There's a feeling way down in my bones
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When I know I've stayed much too long
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And I see the questions in her eyes
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Never was much good at goodbyes
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But on a cold, rainy night I'll remember
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I know I'll wish I had stayed
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Drifter
One ol' dollar bill won't get a lot
Tighten up your belt another notch
But you know the times are kind of hard
When it comes down to pawning your guitar
But something's bound to come along tomorrow
It don't take much to get you by
Drifter
Drifter
You tried your hand in them cotton fields down south
You finally get your pay and head on out
And that night you lose it all on a queen of spades
But it ain't win or lose, it's how you play
There's a blue north a-coming on again
That old denim coat is mighty thin
Where you gonna spend the winter
Drifter
More To This Than That
Times are moving kinda fast
I been hangin' out in the past
Living in a world of hi-tech
With an old guitar hanging 'round my neck
Pre-hysterical
All my clothes are out of date
Gonna clean out, have a giveaway
So many socks but there ain't no pair
And I got them crawling underwear
A pair of worn out jeans and raggy hat
Ought to be more to this than that
Buzzards circling overhead
I ought to give it up, I must be dead
If this is the end of me
Just keep my guitars in the family
Don't put 'em under glass and tune 'em flat
Ought to be more to this than that
I used to think all I had to do
Was just keep the music in the groove
But now I know that life's too short
To ride an ugly headed horse
Down By The Border
Moonlight out on the water
The salty air touching my skin
Walking with a barefoot woman
On the Padre Island sand
She was golden brown
And her hair shined just like silver
The words left unspoken
But there was something strong there between us
The crowd down in Reynosa
Filled the arena with their cheers
The blood flowed in the hot afternoon
They sit and laugh and drink their beer
But her face was just like stone
And she left her heart unguarded
And I fell so hard for her
Down by the border
Her face was just like stone
And she left her heart unguarded
And I fell so hard for her
Down by the border
Wonder Why I Feel So Bad
Woke up this morning, didn't wanna leave my bed
I was wrestling with my pillow, I knew I couldn't stay there
I was dreaming about a ship, but I don't think it's ever coming in
I don't know where I'm going, and I hope it ain't where I've been
Lord, I'm wondering why I feel so bad
I've been spending the days watching the clouds go by
Trying to keep from thinking about how I'm gonna make it through the night
I could reach for the whiskey, reach for the pills
But I'd have to face the morning and the cheapness of the thrill
Lord, I'm wondering why I feel so bad, bad, bad, bad
So many memories, no good in looking back
Trying to walk on this good earth, but I ain't leaving no tracks
Searching for the feeling to be a child again
I can almost smell the river, river on my skin, yeah skin
Lord, I'm wondering why I feel so bad
Can't stop these thoughts running through my head
Lord, I'm wondering why I feel so bad
Clovis Green
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Clovis Green was a wealthy man
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He made his living raising sugar cane
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He had spent his life working the land
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Just outside the town of New Orleans
His daughter Angelie was an only child
She was a lovely girl of seventeen
You would never find her out running wild
She was a debutante in New Orleans
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Sent her off to the finest school
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So very young never paid no dues
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Her momma said "honey you can't lose
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We've got your life planned out for you"
But they received a letter in the spring
And she wrote "I know y'all think I'm crazy
But I'm coming home, I've broken all your dreams
'Cause you see, I'm going to have a baby"
And his wife looked at him and said:
Clovis, can you tell me true
What in the world are we gonna do?
We've given her everything we can
Lord sometimes I just don't understand
A child was born in the fall
But nobody ever mentioned the father
But when all the neighbors came to call
They would say he looked just like his mother
Rebellion
Some people talk
Just to hear their lips rattle
Got their high positions
Same old ship but with a different paddler
Told me that I had to get commercialized
If I was gonna fit in with the show, no
Don't want no one telling me I got to
I move in my own time
Play this guitar anyway I want to
I own it and the amplifier
Everybody is getting tired
Of pushing buttons on their radio
Where was it wrote down
They got to cram it down our throats
I don't give a damn about the formulas
Hook lines make me feel like a fish, hook this
Wear my hair long down to my hip bone
If that's the way I feel
Wear my sunshades even in the night time
Ride my woman in a Coupe de Ville
I might want to rock
Play the blues all night long
I'm in this thing for life
I didn't come here for just one song
They can't put the music in a small bag
It's got to stay as free as I feel
Don't want no one telling me I got to
I move in my own time
Play this guitar any way I want to
Lightinin' Hopkins is a friend of mine
Don't want no one telling me I got to
I move in my own time
Play this music any way I want to
I must keep it alive
Just check it up
Who You Gonna Hoodoo Now?
Coffee skin, little bit of cream
Golden eyes with a touch of green
High cheekbone, kinda tall
You won't think twice if you think at all
She like a panther on the prowl
Who you gonna hoodoo now?
Had a residence, down in Covington
I knew she had a sweet tooth so I bought her some
Like to stay out late, dance all night along
She would only make love at the break of dawn
She took me up so high I can't look down
Who you gonna hoodoo now?
I searched it out with a fine tooth comb
And I knew I oughta leave that woman alone
Heard about a place, Saint Francisville
A little rehabilitation to cure you ills
But I don't think they could help me anyhow
Who you gonna hoodoo now?
