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Too Tall Boogie
04:23
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I got a little girl she 5 foot 2
Stands on a chair and hollers woo woo
She do the too tall boogie x2
Boogie woogie all night long
Hey little girl I got good news
I can love you Sunday and Monday too (chorus)
I’m six feet standin’ seven lyin’ down
I sleep in the kitchen with my feet in the hall (ch)
I’ll love you all summer, winter, fall
I’ll love you just as long as I am tall (chorus)
My little girl says I’m too tall
Well I ain’t tall just long that’s all (chorus)
She like me tall she like me sweet
She like me best in my stockin’ feet (chorus)
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Richard's Rondo
04:30
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(inst.)
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I ain’t so worried I ain’t so troubled
And now my mind don’t seem so muddled
Ain’t gonna worry ‘bout no loose ends
Things ‘gone take care of themselves
This time around I’ll speak the truth
Anyway got nothin’ to lose
I’ll be happy time will tell
Things ‘gone take care of themselves
On my own me alone
Gonna let the river flow
I’m gonna try to live a clean life
Not get so lonesome on my mind
I’ll find a place and look around
Gonna be happy any day above ground
Ain’t gonna worry ‘bout no loose ends
Things ‘gone take care of themselves
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Head uptown on a northbound line
Got to see that little girl of mine
Hitch a ride in a rundown ford
Do Anything To Get Your Love x2
Start to rain and start to blow
Wind only make this fire grow
Spark is now a thunderstorm
Do Anything to get your love x2
Never knew a love could be so strong
Wind or rain it drive me on
Transfer onto a brokedown bus
Do Anything To Get Your Love x2
Walkin’ walkin’ all night long
You’re sweet memory pull me on
Stream is now a ragin’ flood
Do Anything To Get Your Love x4
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Pecatonica Mud
04:30
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Summers were long when I was young
We played all day in the river and mud
Down to the cutoff shootin’ carp
Cross the black bridge before it got dark
The water was deep swirlin’ like a flood
Black as coal chill your blood
No matter how you try and scrub
You can never wash off Pecatonica Mud
My dear old ma never shed a tear
When we come home wet smilin’ ear to ear
We had no suit and we had no pool
We didn’t fess up but I think she knew
No matter how you try and scrub
You can never wash off Pecatonica Mud
Now old man Kurth no one could tame
He had that mud runnin’ through his veins
His son Jim was my best friend
Lived a block away on the river’s bend
He did his duty and he didn’t complain
When they shipped him off on an army plane
He died by a river in a foreign land
Fightin’ a war he didn’t understand
He died knee deep in the swamp and crud
But you can never wash off Pecatonica Mud
Now the years have passed and I moved away
But I still come back stand in the clay
Remember the days when we were young
When we played all day in the river and mud
No matter how you try and scrub
You can never wash off Pecatonica Mud
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Blues For Jim
00:54
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(inst.)
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7. |
Blues Stay Away From Me
04:26
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Blues, stay away from me
Blues, why don't you let me be?
I don't know why you keep on haunting me
Love was never meant for me
True love was never meant for me
It seems somehow, we never can agree
Tears so many I can't see
Years don't mean a thing to me
Time goes by and still, I can't be free
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8. |
Nine Pound Hammer
02:45
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Well, the nine pound hammer is a little too heavy
It's for my size, honey, for my size
I'm goin' on the mountain, gotta see my baby
An' I ain't comin' back, Lord, I ain't comin' back
Oh, roll on, buddy, don't you roll so slow
How can I roll when the wheels won't go?
It's a long way to Harlan an' a long way to Hazard
Just to get a little brew, just to get a little brew
When I'm long gone you can make my tombstone
Out of number nine coal out of number nine coal
Oh, roll on, buddy, don't you roll so slow
How can I roll when the wheels won't go?
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Yakety Axe
02:47
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Poverty stricken but still i'm stickin'
To things i know to be facts
One day it's feathers and the next day chicken
While i'm pickin' my yakety axe
Everybody says that i never will get far
Keepin' out of work by pickin'this guitar
Livin' on a shoestring puttin' off things
Like a shave and a haircut
Money don't matter as long as i scatter
A little bit of happiness around
If people keep grinnin' i figure i'm winnin'
With my good ole yakety sound
City slickers go around turnin' up their noses
Countin' their greenbacks smellin' their roses
But i wouldn't quit my yakety axe
Even for a t-bone
I'm confessin' i never took a lesson
All of my notes is a matter of guessin'
Hopin' they'll come out in some sort of manner
That'll make a yakety sound
If you get in the mood and your feet start pattin'
You feel a little groovy and your hands start clappin'
Then i've done what i've wanted to do a way back
I got you diggin' my yakety axe
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(inst.)
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11. |
The Water Is Wide
03:55
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(inst.)
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SPENT A LOT OF TIME, MAKIN' WORDS RHYME
AND LEARNIN' HOW TO PLAY GUITAR
STUDIED ENGLISH LIT AND I WENT TO CLASS A BIT
NEVER DREAMED OF GOIN' FAR
THERE WAS ONLY ONE THING CALLIN' OUT TO ME
ONLY ONE HIGHER PURPOSE THAT I COULD SEE
KEEP THE DANCE FLOOR FULL
EVERYBODY ROCKIN'
KEEP THE DANCE FLOOR FULL
NEVER THINK OF STOPPIN'
THERE WAS ONLY ONE PURPOSE I COULD SEE
KEEP THE DANCE FLOOR FULL WAS ENOUGH FOR ME
NEVER LEARNED THEM BIG CHORDS, ONLY NEEDED THREE OR FOUR
THAT WAS JUST ENOUGH FOR ME
I KNOW THIS AIN?T NO BACH SONG, JUST A LITTLE ROCK SONG
BUT I THINK IT?S A SYMPHONY
I DIDN?T NEED TO FILL CARNEGIE HALL
I?LL TAKE A HARDWOOD FLOOR AND A LITTLE SALT
KEEP THE DANCE FLOOR FULL
EVERYBODY ROCKIN'
KEEP THE DANCE FLOOR FULL
NEVER THINK OF STOPPIN'
I KNOW I MIGHT NEVER SAVE THE WORLD
BUT A LITTLE ROCK SONG SURE CAN'T HURT
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13. |
Louis Collins
03:54
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Mrs. Collins weeped, Mrs. Collins moaned
To see her son Louis leavin' home
The angels laid him away
The angels laid him away
They laid him six feet under the clay
The angels laid him away
Mrs. Collins weeped, Mrs. Collins moaned
To see her son Louis leavin' home
The angels laid him away
They laid him six feet under the clay
The angels laid him away
Oh, kind friends, oh, ain't it hard?
To see poor Louis in a new graveyard
The angels laid him away
Oh, Bob shot once and Louis shot too
Shot poor Collins, shot him through and through
The angels laid him away
The angels laid him away
The angels laid him away
They laid him six feet under the clay
The angels laid him away
Oh, when they heard that Louis was dead
All the people they dressed in red
The angels laid him away
The angels laid him away
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Ridin' With Chuck
06:04
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Standin’ at the county line thumb out feelin’ fine
Shiny new Cadillac I threw my ax in the back
Ridin’ with Chuck, Ridin’ with Chuck
Hang on boys and you better buckle up
‘Cause we’re Ridin’ with Chuck
We headed out from St. Lou to Beale Street and Baton Rouge
Austin Amarillo road kill Armadillo
Ridin’ with Chuck, Ridin’ with Chuck
Hang on boys and you better buckle up
‘Cause we’re Ridin’ with Chuck
Top down ride in style that V-8 Caddy makin’ miles
Listen to the radio Hail Hail Rock n’ Roll
Speed regulation ain’t no botheration
We’re headed for the Promised Land
Well we rolled through LA headed up to Frisco Bay
Miles of conversatin’ keep that Caddy motorvatin’
Ridin’ with Chuck, Ridin’ with Chuck
Hang on boys and you better buckle up
‘Cause we’re Ridin’ with Chuck
Now he pulled out that old guitar from the trunk of his car
Watch that Caddy start to sway when he begin to play
Ridin’ with Chuck, Ridin’ with Chuck
Hang on boys and you better buckle up
‘Cause we’re Ridin’ with Chuck
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Richard Wiegel Madison, Wisconsin
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