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by Robert
Johnson
recording of 1977
from George
Thorogood & The Destroyers (Rounder CD-3013) & Live
(EMI E 2-46329), copyright
notice
I got a kindhearted woman, do most anything in the
world for me
She's a kindhearted woman, do most anything in the world for
me
Oh, but these naughty women will not let me be
I love my baby, oh, my baby don't love me
I love my baby, oh, my baby don't love me
But I really love that woman, can't stand to leave her
be
Lord, there ain't but the one thing make brother George
drink
Ask whoever how you treat me baby, I begin to think
Oh baby, my life's all filled with pain
Hmm, that's how you treat me honey, you call me So-and-So's
name
She's a kindhearted woman, but she studies evil all the
time
She's a kindhearted woman, but she studies evil all the
time
She bound to kill me, just to have it off her mind
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by George
Thorogood
recording of 1985
from Maverick
(Rounder 3045) &
The
Baddest Of George Thorogood And The Destroyers (EMI E2-97718
or Capitol 97718),
copyright
notice
One of these days, you know it won't be long,
you'll look for me and baby I'll be long gone
I'll be down the road
You'll look for me,
but me you won't see
Yeah, one of these days, you know the time is near,
you'll look for me, but baby I won't be here
I'm gonna be long gone
You'll look for me,
but me you won't see
Yeah, one of these days, you're gonna wake up and find,
this lonesome boy has changed his cotton-picking mind
He's gonna be long gone
You'll look for he,
but he you won't see
Long gone!
Long gone!
Long gone!
Long gone!
You'll look for me, and me you won't see
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by Chuck
Berry
recording of 1992
from The
Baddest Of George Thorogood And The Destroyers (EMI E2-97718
or Capitol 97718),
copyright
notice
Well I'm as free as a bird now,
as flight-free as a bumble bee
I'm here and then gone tomorrow,
footloose child and fancy free
I'm absolutely independent,
and nothing at all is gonna worry me
Yeah, I've only got one cradle to rock now,
I'm gonna rock it everywhere I go
From St. Louie to San Francisco,
from Canada to Mexico
I'm gonna let my cradle rock now,
till it just won't rock no more
Well I believe I was born to rumble,
the open road is gonna bring me close
I've come to know some way out people,
to say the least they give the most
Who live and love across both borders,
trip east from west from coast to coast
Yeah I've only got one cradle to rock now,
I'm gonna rock it everywhere I go
From New York to California,
from Texas to Toronto
Yeah I'm gonna let my cradle rock now,
till it just won't rock no more
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Note: ok, ok, it's not really blues, no blues at all. But
because George has been stung by the Chuckberry-bee way back
and since you're in these here George Thorogood pages, I
take it you won't give damn and so I decided to post these
here classic no-blues-at-all rock lyrics anyway
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by Elmore
James
recording of 1977
from George
Thorogood & The Destroyers (Rounder
CD-3013) & Live
(EMI E 2-46329), copyright
notice
Ah you babes talk about your Madison shoes
We got a thing we call the Madison blues
We do the Madison blues
We do the Madison blues
We do the Madison blues baby
Rock away your blues
I know a gal her name is Lindsey Lou
She told me she loved me but I know it ain't true
Put on your Madison shoes
Put on your Madison blue shoes
I got the Madison blues
Now put on your Madison blue shoes
Ah you cats talking about your Madison shoes
We do the thing we call the Madison blues
We do the Madison blues
We do the Madison blues
We do the Madison blues baby
Rock away your blues
Ah you babes talk about your Madison shoes
We got a thing we call the Madison blues
We do the Madison blues
We do the Madison blues
We do the Madison blues baby
Rock away your blues
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Maverick
by
recording of 1985
from Maverick
(Rounder 3045), copyright
notice
Who is the tall, dark stranger there?
Maverick is his name
Riding the trail to who-knows-where
Luck is his companion
Gambling is his game
Wild as a wind in Oregon,
blowing up the canyon.
Easier to tame
River boat, ring your bell!
Fare thee well, Annabelle
Luck is the lady that he loves the best
Traveling 'round New Orleans,
living on jacks and queens
Maverick is the legend of the West
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Memphis,
Tennessee
by Chuck
Berry
recording of 1985
from Maverick
(Rounder 3045), copyright
notice
Long Distance Information, give me Memphis,
Tennessee,
help me find the party that tried to get in touch with
me
They would not leave a number, but I know the place to
call,
'cause my uncle took a message, and he wrote it on the
wall
Long Distance Information, get in touch with my Marie
she's the only one who'd phone me here from Memphis,
Tennessee
Her home is on the south side, high up on a ridge,
just a half a mile from the Mississippi Bridge.
Long Distance Information, more than that I cannot add,
only that I miss her and all the fun we had
But we were torn apart because her Mom did not agree,
and tore apart our happy home in Memphis, Tennessee
Now, last time I saw Marie, she was waving me goodbye,
with "hurry home" drops on her cheeks that trickled from her
eyes
Marie is only 6 years old. Information, please,
try to put me through to her in Memphis, Tennessee
Yes, oh, yes, Long Distance, I'll accept the charge, I'll
pay,
but which loved one is calling me? I did not hear you
say
Both are deep within my heart, her Mom and my Marie,
it's so good to hear your voice from Memphis, Tennessee
Oh, you mean so much to me, more than you'll ever know,
surely you have not forgot how much I love you so
If you would remember, dear, and sometimes talk to me,
maybe that would reunite our home in Tennessee
Last time I saw you, just before I had to leave
you didn't want to see me off, and promised not to
grieve
My heart was torn apart, as I looked back at Marie,
and there the pieces still remain with you in Tennessee
I Guess I should stop talking, after all, you placed the
call,
but any way that I can help. you know I'll help you all
Then her mother told me to come back and see Marie,
and live together in our home in Memphis, Tennessee
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Note: ok, ok, it's not really blues, no blues at all. But
because George has been stung by the Chuckberry-bee way back
and since you're in these here George Thorogood pages, I
take it you won't give damn and so I decided to post these
here classic no-blues-at-all rock lyrics anyway
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by Hank
Williams
recording of 1978
from Move
It On Over (Rounder CD-3024)
& Let's
Work Together Live (EMI 31948 or EMI
3718) & The
Baddest Of George Thorogood And The Destroyers (EMI E2-97718
or Capitol 97718),
copyright
notice
I come in last night about half past ten,
that baby of mine wouldn't let me in
So move it on over, rock it on over,
move over little dog, the mean old dog is movin' in
She told me not to mess around,
but I done let the deal go down
Move it on over, rock it on over,
move over nice dog, the big fat dog is movin' in
She changed the lock on my back door,
now my key won't fit no more
Move it on over, rock it on over,
move over nice dog, the mean old dog is movin' in
She threw me out just as pretty as she pleased,
pretty soon I'll be scratchin' fleas
Move it on over, slide it on over,
move over nice dog, the mean old dog is movin' in
Yeah, listen to me dog before you start to whine,
that side yours and this side mine
So move it on over, rock it on over,
move over little dog, the big old dog is movin' in
Yeah, she changed the lock on my back door,
now my key won't fit no more
Move it on over, rock it on over,
move over little dog, the big old dog is movin' in
Move it on over, move it on over
Move it on over, won't'cha rock it on over
Move over cool dog, the hot dog's movin' in
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by Feldman / Goldstein
recording of 1980
from More
George Thorogood And The Destroyers (Rounder
3045) & Live
(EMI E2-46329), copyright
notice
Well I get up in the morning,
kick the covers from my bed
The sunlight in my eyes,
playin' tricks on my head
I work like a dog,
on the job every day
Tryin' to make some money,
so I can go and play
In the night time,
oh, that's the right time
I say the night time,
that's the right time
I wanna be with you,
in the night time
Well I come home from work,
you know I'm tired of the beat
I try to make some supper,
get myself something to eat
I jump in the shower,
wash the world off my back
I'm gonna get you baby,
that's a natural fact
In the night time,
oh, that's the right time
I say the night time,
that's the right time
I wanna be with you,
in the night time
Ah, come here baby,
got your radio turned down too low
Turn it up so you can hear what I'm saying baby,
now you got me turned on baby
Well eight hundred million people,
with nothing to say
They run around in circles,
they just living the day
Stick with me baby,
I'll show you how to fly
We'll make some pretty music,
watch the world go by
In the night time,
oh, that's the right time
I say the night time,
that's the right time
I wanna be with you,
in the night time
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by Chuck
Berry
recording of 1982
from Bad
To The Bone (EMI E2-46083) &
Let's
Work Together Live (EMI 31948 or EMI
3718), copyright
notice
Riding along in my automobile,
my baby beside me at the wheel
I stole a kiss at the turn of a mile,
my curiosity running wild
Crusin' and playin' the radio,
with no particular place to go
Riding along in my automobile,
I's anxious to tell her the way I feel
So I told her softly and sincere,
and she leaned and whispered in my ear
Cuddlin' more and drivin' slow,
with no particular place to go
No particular place to go,
so we parked way out on ko-ko-mo
The night was young and the moon was gold,
so we both decided to take a stroll
Can you image the way I felt,
I couldn't unfasten her safety belt
Riding along in my calaboose,
still trying to get her belt a-loose
All the way home I held a grudge,
for the safety belt that wouldn't budge
Crusin' and playing the radio,
with no particular place to go
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Note: ok, ok, it's not really blues, no blues at all. But
because George has been stung by the Chuckberry-bee way back
and since you're in these here George Thorogood pages, I
take it you won't give damn and so I decided to post these
here classic no-blues-at-all rock lyrics anyway
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by John
Lee Hooker
recording of 1977
from George
Thorogood & The Destroyers (Rounder
CD-3013) & Live
(EMI E 2-46329) &
The
Baddest Of George Thorogood And The Destroyers (EMI E2-97718
or Capitol 97718),
copyright
notice
Wanna tell you a story,
about the house-man blues
I come home one Friday,
had to tell the landlady I'd-a lost my job
She said that don't confront me,
long as I get my money next Friday
Now next Friday come I didn't get the rent,
and out the door I went
So I goes to the landlady,
I said, "You let me slide?"
I'll have the rent for you in a month.
next I don't know
So said let me slide it on you know people,
I notice when I come home in the evening
She ain't got nothing nice to say to me,
but for five year she was so nice
Loh' she was lovy-dovy,
I come home one particular evening
The landlady said, "You got the rent money yet?",
I said, "No, can't find no job"
Therefore I ain't got no money to pay the rent
She said "I don't believe you're tryin' to find no job"
Said "I seen you today you was standin' on a corner,
leaning up against a post"
I said "But I'm tired, I've been walkin' all day"
She said "That don't confront me,
long as I get my money next Friday"
Now next Friday come I didn't have the rent,
and out the door I went
So I go down the streets,
down to my good friend's house
I said "Look man I'm outdoors you know,
can I stay with you maybe a couple days?"
He said "Let me go and ask my wife"
He come out of the house,
I could see it in his face
I know that was no
He said "I don't know man, ah she kinda funny, you know"
I said "I know, everybody funny, now you funny too"
So I go back home
I tell the landlady I got a job, I'm gonna pay the rent
She said "Yeah?" I said "Oh yeah"
And then she was so nice,
loh' she was lovy-dovy
So I go in my room, pack up my things and I go,
I slip on out the back door and down the streets I go
She a-howlin' about the front rent, she'll be lucky to get
any back rent,
she ain't gonna get none of it
So I stop in the local bar you know people,
I go to the bar, I ring my coat, I call the bartender
Said "Look man, come down here", he got down there
So what you want?
One bourbon, one scotch, one beer
Well I ain't seen my baby since I don't know when,
I've been drinking bourbon, whiskey, scotch and gin
Gonna get high man I'm gonna get loose,
need me a triple shot of that juice
Gonna get drunk don't you have no fear
I want one bourbon, one scotch and one beer
One bourbon, one scotch, one beer
But I'm sitting now at the bar,
I'm getting drunk, I'm feelin' mellow
I'm drinkin' bourbon, I'm drinkin' scotch, I'm drinkin'
beer
Looked down the bar, here come the bartender
I said "Look man, come down here"
So what you want?
One bourbon, one scotch, one beer
No I ain't seen my baby since the night before last,
gotta get a drink man I'm gonna get gassed
Gonna get high man I ain't had enough,
need me a triple shot of that stuff
Gonna get drunk won't you listen right here,
I want one bourbon, one shot and one beer
One bourbon, one scotch, one beer
Now by this time I'm plenty high,
you know when your mouth a-getting dry you're plenty
high
Looked down the bar I say to my bartender
I said "Look man, come down here", he got down there
So what you want this time?
I said "Look man, a-what time is it?"
He said "The clock on the wall say three o'clock
Last call for alcohol, so what you need?"
One bourbon, one scotch, one beer
No I ain't seen my baby since a nigh' and a week,
gotta get drunk man till I can't even speak
Gonna get high man listen to me,
one drink ain't enough Jack you better make it three
I wanna get drunk I'm gonna make it real clear,
I want one bourbon, one scotch and one beer
One bourbon, one scotch, one beer
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