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Instrumental
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Now, when a little girl becomin' twelve years old
Beginin' to think she grown
Well, you can never catch that kinda
Little girl at home
But you have to go there early in the mornin'
Baby, 'bout the break of day
Now, you oughta see me grab the pillow
Where my baby used to lay
Now, that I've got a little woman
Her name is, Miss Kate
She told me to come to the house this mo'nin'
I got there about half past eight
She ask, 'I told you, come early in the mo'nin'
Baby, 'bout the break of day'
Now, ya oughta see me grab the pillow
Where my baby used to lay
I said, 'Look-a-here, woman
You fool with too many men
I can't never come to see you in the evenin
I have to come 'n see you when I can'
You tell me, 'Come early in the mo'nin'
Baby, 'bout the break of day'
Now, you oughta see me grab the pillow
Where my baby used to lay
(harmonica & guitar)
Well now, I said, 'Look-a-here, woman (good!)
I ain't gonna fool 'round wit' you, no mo'
I know you don't love me
You out, 'round with Mr. So 'n So
You tell me, 'Come early in the mo'nin'
Baby, 'bout the break of day'
Now, ya oughta see me grab the pillow
Where my baby used to lay.
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These men that I've been seeing, baby
Got their soul up on the shelf
You know they could never love me
When they can't even love themselves
But I need someone to love me
Someone to really understand
Who won't put himself above
Who just loves me like a man
I've never seen such losers, Darlin'
Even though I tried
To find a man who could take me home
Stead of takin' me for a ride
And I need someone to love me
I know you can
Believe me when I tell you
You can love me like a man
They all want me to rock them
Like my back ain't got no bone
I want a man to rock me
Like my back bone was his own
Darlin', I know you can
Believe me when I tell you
You can love me like a man
I come home sad and lonely
Feel like I wanna cry
I want a man to hold me
Not some fool to ask me why
I know you can
Don't you put yourself above me
You just love me like a man
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Cocaine, cocaine,
'Round my heart and runnin' 'round my brain,
Cocaine, aw, you ol' cocaine.
I woke up this mornin', Lord, I had a hunger pain.
And all I want for breakfast is my good cocaine,
Cocaine, aw you ol' cocaine.
Jump out of bed, Mama, run downtown;
Take along the money and look all around.
Find the man, the man that sells cocaine.
Come here, Mama, come here quick;
That ol' coke's got me and I'm feelin' sick.
Cocaine, aw you ol' cocaine.
Get out of here, Mama, I thought you understood;
You got no connections then you're no damn good.
Cocaine.
Well, coke's for horses, Lord, it ain't for men.
They say it kills you, but they don't say when.
C'mon, Mama, let's rent us a boat.
We'll sail down that Gibraltar moat;
Shed a tear every time we pass Tangiers.
Cocaine, cocaine,
'Round my heart and runnin' 'round my brain,
Cocaine, aw, you ol' cocaine.
Read more: Townes Van Zandt - Cocaine Blues Lyrics | MetroLyrics
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You talk about your woman,
I wish you could see mine.
You talk about your woman,
I wish you could see mine.
Every time she starts to lovin'
She brings eyesight to the blind.
You know her daddy gave her magic,
I can tell by the way she walks.
Her daddy gave her magic,
I can tell by the way she walks.
Everytime she start to shakin'
The dumb begin to talk.
She's got the power to heal you, never fear!
She's got the power to heal you
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Well i wish
i was a catfish
swimmin in a oh, deep, blue sea
I would have all you good lookin women,
fishin, fishin after me
Sure 'nough, a-after me
Sure 'nough, a-after me
Oh 'nough, oh 'nough, sure 'nough
I went to my baby's house,
and I sit down oh, on her steps.
She said, "Now, come on in now, Muddy
You know, my husband just now left
Sure 'nough, he just now left
Sure 'nough, he just now left"
Sure 'nough, oh well, oh well
Well, my mother told my father,
just before hmmm, I was born,
"I got a boy child's comin,
He's gonna be, he's gonna be a rollin stone,
Sure 'nough, he's a rollin stone
Sure 'nough, he's a rollin stone"
Oh well he's a, oh well he's a, oh well he's a
Well, I feel, yes I feel,
feel that I could lay down oh, time ain't long
I'm gonna catch the first thing smokin,
back, back down the road I'm goin
Back down the road I'm goin
Back down the road I'm goin
Sure 'nough back, sure 'nough back
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Ramblin Matt - Payday
03:29
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Yeah, I did all I can do and I can't get along with you
I'm gonna take you to your mama
Pay day, pay day, pay day
Well, the rabbit in a log, I ain't got no rabbit dog
And I hate to see that rabbit get away
Get away
Baby, did all I can do and I can't get along with you
I'm gonna take you to your mama
Pay day
Just about a week ago
I'm gonna keep my skillet1 greasy if I can
If I can, if I can
(You know what happened to me)
Well, the hounds is on my track and the knapsack on my back
I'm gonna make it to my shanty
'Fore day, 'fore day, 'fore day
Baby, I did all I could do, an' I
I'm gonna take you to your mama
Pay day
Well, and I ain't got no rabbit dog
Lord, I hate to see that rabbit get away
Get away
Baby, did all I can do and I can't get along with you
I'm gon'
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Judge give me life this mornin'
Down on Parchman farm
Judge give me life this mornin'
Down on Parchman farm
I wouldn't hate it so bad
But I left my wife in mourn
Oh, goodbye wife
All you have done gone
Oh, goodbye wife
All you have done gone
But I hope some day
You will hear my lonesome song
Oh, listen you men
I don't mean no harm
Oh, listen you men
I don't mean no harm
If you wanna do good
You better stay off old Parchman farm
We got to work in the mornin'
Just at dawn of day
We got to work in the mornin'
Just at dawn of day
Just at the settin' of the sun
That's when the work is done
I'm down on Parchman farm
I sho' wanna go back home
I'm down on Parchman farm
But I sho' wanna go back home
But I hope some day
I will overcome
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You know the girl you love
She don't treat you right sometimes
You know the girl you love
She don't treat you right sometimes
Well, that's the stuff you gotta watch
Because your girl is a liar
You know the girl you love
Stays out all night long
(Should be mine, should be mine)
Yeah, the girl you love
She stays out all night long
(Should be mine, should be mine)
That's the stuff you gotta watch
Because your girl's treatin' you wrong
I need my hat, go get my coat
Uncle Zak found out, baby
You don't want it anymore
That's the stuff you gotta watch
Well, that's the stuff you gotta watch
Well, that's the stuff you gotta watch
If you don't wanna lose your girl
You know the girl's no good
But don't you make no change
(Should be mine, should be mine)
Oh, the girl's no good
But don't you make no change
(Should be mine, should be mine)
And that's the stuff you gotta watch
'Cause you're justified all the same
She spends your dough, she drinks your gin
And if she rode 'round the corner
Then she's ready to go within
That's the stuff you gotta watch
(Stuff you gotta watch)
Well, that's the stuff you gotta watch
(Stuff you gotta watch)
Well, that's the stuff you gotta watch
If you don't wanna lose your girl
Well, well, that's the stuff you gotta watch
If you don't wanna lose your girl
Yeah, that's the stuff you gotta watch
If you don't wanna lose your girl
Well, that's the stuff you gotta watch
If you don't wanna lose your girl
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Beatrice, she got a phonograph
and it won't say a lonesome word
Beatrice, she got a phonograph
and it won't say a lonesome word
What evil have I done
what evil has the poor girl heard
Beatrice I love my phonograph
but you have broke my windin chain
Beatrice I love my phonogra-ooo
honey you have broke my windin chain
And you've taken my lovin
and give it to your other man
Now we played it on the sofa now
we played it side the wall
My needles have got rusty babe
they will not play at all
Now we played it on the sofa
we played it side the wall
My needles have got rusty
and it will not play at all
Beatrice I go crazy
baby I will lose my mind
And I go crazeeeee
honey I will lose my mind
Why dont-ya bring your clothes back home
and try me one more time
She got a phonograph
and it won't say a lonesome word
She got a phonograph
ooo-won't say a lonesome word
What evil have I done
or what evil have the poor girl heard
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I followed her to the station with a suitcase in my hand
And I followed her to the station with a suitcase in my hand
Well it's hard to tell it's hard to tell, when all your love's in vain
All my love's in vain
When the train rolled up to the station, I looked her in the eye
When the train rolled up to the station, and I looked her in the eye
Well I was lonesome I felt so lonesome, and I could not help but cry
All my love's in vain
When the train it left the station, 't was two lights on behind
When the train it left the station, 't was two lights on behind
Well the blue light was my blues and the red light was my mind
All my love's in vain
Ooh... (vocalized verse)
All my love's in vain
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Well, now it gettin' late on into the evenin'
And I feel like, like blowin' my home
When I woke up this mornin' all I, I had was gone
Now it gettin', late on into the evenin', man now
I feel like, like blowin' my home
Well now, woke up this mornin', all I had was gone
Well, brooks run into the ocean, the ocean run in, into the sea
But don't find my baby, somebody gonna sure bury me
Brooks run into the ocean, man, that ole ocean ran into the sea
Well now, if I don't find my baby
Somebody sure gonna bury me
Well, minutes seemed like hours, an hour don't it seem like days?
Seems like my baby would stop her old evil way
Minutes seemed like hours, an hour seemed like days
Well now, seems like my baby child, whoo-hoo well, child
Would stop her low down ways
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Ramblin Matt Valencia, Spain
Mateo Garcia, aka Ramblin Matt. Valencia in 1966. Delta Blues, Rockabilly and Southern Rock are the genres that he favors, alone or with his different bands since the 80s in Spain, 90s in the US (Chicago) and between 2006 and 2013 in London. His current project along Sara Gee has produced three albums and he has released "Early in the Morning" with friend and superb harmonicist Danny Boy Sánchez. ... more
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