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Blues Enough
05:21
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Got a black cat bone
Got a mojo in my hand
Got a black cat bone
Got a mojo in my hand
Got the blues so bad
I can hardly even stand
(Chorus)
Is that blues enough for ya?
Is that blues enough for ya?
Does it do enough for ya?
Is that blues enough for ya?
Does it make the score
Do you want some more
Is that blues enough for ya?
No time to play
'Cause I work my self to death
No time to play
'Cause I work my self to death
And I'm running so fast
I can't ever catch my breath
Is that blues enough for ya?
Is that blues enough for ya?
Does it do enough for ya?
Is that blues enough for ya?
Does it make the score
Do you want some more
Is that blues enough for ya?
Hard hard times
Don't know what I'm going through
Hard hard times
Don't know what I'm going through
Slept on the cold hard ground
By the age of 22
Is that blues enough for ya?
Is that blues enough for ya?
Does it do enough for ya?
Is that blues enough for ya?
Does it make the score
Do you want some more
Is that blues enough for ya?
Do I show enough pain
Do I bend the strings right
Is the bass too loose
Are the drums too tight?
Is that blues enough for ya?
Is that blues enough for ya?
Is that blues enough for ya?
Is that blues enough for ya?
Does it do enough for ya?
Is that blues enough for ya?
Does it make the score
Do you want some more
Is that blues enough for ya?
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Sam The Bluzman
03:14
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When the crowd would start to cheer
That's the Bluzman
When the music filled your ears
That's the Bluzman
When your troubles left awhile
And everyone would start to smile
And you just couldn't help but clap your hands
That was Sam Sam Sam the Bluzman
That was Sam Sam Sam the Bluzman
Oh the magic he would use
Then he'd tell you, "That's the blues"
That was Sam Sam Sam the Bluzman
With his cap and his guitar
That's the blues, man
Kept us yellin' from the bar
"That's the Bluzman"
Tell me, how can you feel down
When the Bluzman came to town
And he'd smile as he came on with the band
That was Sam Sam Sam the Bluzman
That was Sam Sam Sam the Bluzman
Oh the magic he would use
Then he'd tell you, "That's the blues"
That was Sam Sam Sam the Bluzman
Now when things don't look so bad
That's the Bluzman
And through it all, you're feeling glad
That's the Bluzman
And the band begins to cook
You might want to take a look
'Cause you just might see a glow up on the stand
That was Sam Sam Sam the Bluzman
That was Sam Sam Sam the Bluzman
Oh the magic he would use
Then he'd tell you, "That's the blues"
Do your best each time you try
Or Sam be givin' you the eye
When pain is more than you can stand
Just take your cue from Sam
That was Sam Sam Sam the Bluzman
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Well I was feeling down cause I was broke again
I took a look around to figure where I've been
I read some magazines, I watch some interviews
And then my old bartender says "Son,
What you got to do"
Is go fishing where the fish are
Just go fishing where the fish are
Why do you drop your pole
Into an empty hole
Just go fishing where the fish are
You may be looking for money, you may be looking for fame
But you're trying to get uptown on a downtown train
Now you've got the experience, and you've got all the facts
But you don't seem to notice that you're on the wrong track
Is go fishing where the fish are
Just go fishing where the fish are
Why do you drop your pole
Into an empty hole
Just go fishing where the fish are
Fishing where the fish are
Fishing where the fish are
Fishing where the fish are
Fishing where the fish are
Oh, oh,
Fishing where the fish are
You've been running and racing, you've been tearing around
And you don't stop to notice if your feets on the ground
You've watching the sky studyin' every cloud
But what you really want is lying right on the ground
Just go fishing where the fish are
Just go fishing where the fish are
Why do you drop your pole
Into an empty hole
Just go fishing where the fish are
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4. |
Backhand Drive
03:33
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My baby said she loves that backhand drive
My baby said she loves that backhand drive
When she shifts I'm bound to lose my mind
She never keeps me waiting at the gate
She never keeps me waiting at the gate
My baby makes old Lazarus stand up straight
She shift it left
She shift it right
She drives all day
And rolls all night
My baby said she loves that backhand drive
When she shifts I'm bound to lose my mind
She rides it fast
She rides it slow
Any way I want to go
My baby said she loves that backhand drive
When she shifts I'm glad to be alive
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5. |
Every Piece Of Me
05:22
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There were so many times
I held you
And you told me things were alright
But when you thought
I was sleeping
I'd hear you crying in the night
It's not just my heart
That's broken
It's every piece of me
It's not just my heart
That's broken
I fell apart
When you walked out on me
I know you tried
You tried to love me
And I know that I
Was hard to understand
I didn't show
How much I really needed you
Until you had to find another man
It's not just my heart
That's broken
It's every piece of me
It's not just my heart
That's broken
I fell apart
When you walked out on me
I hope you found someone
To make you happy
I wish that I had been that man
I ever find another love like you gave me
I swear, I'll never lose that love again
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6. |
Everything You Do
02:57
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Baby love the way you move
Baby love the way you move
When I see you walk
I want to have a talk with you (Wanna sit and talk with you)
Everything you do
Makes me fall in love with you
Baby love the way you sigh
Baby love the way you sigh
When you lick your lips it
Makes me want to kiss them dry
Everything you do
Makes me fall in love with you
Baby love to hold your hand
Baby love to hold your hand
When I feel your touch it
Thrills me just too much to stand
Everything you do
Makes me fall in love with you
Baby let your hair hang down
Baby let your hair hang down
Getting close to midnight
Time to let your love light out
Everything you do
Makes me fall in love with you
Everything you do
Crazy deep in love with you
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7. |
Streets Of Downtown
05:52
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Take a look at Tommy
On the empty sidewalk
Picking up bottles for a five cent win
His suit is ragged
His hair is shaggy
You'd never know what a fine man he's been
Now you tell me you got nobody
And you're looking for a sign
Come and take a walk with me
Through the streets of downtown
And I'll show you
Some old friends of mine
Her name is Sandy
But she doesn't know it
She won't answer if you call out loud
She screams with laughter
She cries with anger
Picks up her shopping bags and gets lost in the crowd
There's nameless people
In the heart of downtown
Was somebody's lover, was somebody's child
In the heat of summer
In the cold of winter
You pass right by them
But can you spare a dime?
There sits Leon
By the VA Center
He fought for his country
Left his soul in Vietnam
He thoughts are shaky
His limbs are aching
They don't see the hero
Just another shabby man
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8. |
Life's Too Short
04:42
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I say red and you say black
I go forward and you step back
You say stop if I say go
You're quick to say what I don't know
I go left and you go right
I like day and you like night
If we can disagree we do
But life's too short to not love you
I speed up and you slow down
I pass through, you go around
I drink beer and you like wine
We still have a crazy time
You like fancy, I like plain
I think your family's are all insane
No matter what I think it's true
Life's too short to not love you
Can it work, do you suppose?
You got a ring right through my nose
You get mad and I walk out
From blocks away I hear you shout
I'm always right, I'm always wrong
You tell me just to go along
And still it's just my point of view
Life's too short to not love you
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9. |
Better Class Of Bums
04:58
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I won't be down at Lonnie's
Won't walk through Harry's door
All the dives and sleazy bars
Won't see me no more
I'm with a better class of bums
I drink a fancy kind of booze
I'm smoking big cigars
And drive expensive cars
But I still can't get to you
The girls way down on Main Street
Will have to do without
They'll have to find some other guy
'Cause they won't see me about
I'm with a better class of bums
Sammy at the newstand
The tears run from his eyes
He's got piles of trashy magazines
'Cause I only buy the Times
I'm with a better class of bums
I met up with your mama
I swept her off her feet
Your papa likes to call me Son
And your sister says I'm sweet
I'm with a better class of bums
How can I impress you
What else can I do?
I've shaved and bathed and dressed so fine
With patent leather shoes
I'm with a better class of bums
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Deaf, Dumb and Blind
05:01
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If the sun
Had gone away
If after all this time
There was nothing left to say
I would beg your pardon
You would vindicate
But I must have been
Deaf, dumb and blind
If I couldn't hear
The words you said
If I was all alone
Trapped inside my head
I could defend myself
Wouldn't have to beg
But I must have been
Deaf, dumb and blind
But my words are spoken
The light hurts me so
My ears hear you tell me
Pack up and go
If my days
Were at an end
And I was leaving
Without a love or friend
I could take it
But don't make me face again
That I must have been
Deaf, dumb and blind
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11. |
Tough Street
03:52
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Tough
You think you know about tough
Tough
You think you know about tough
I live on Tough Street
The meanest place you'll find
The deeper you go
The tougher they grow
The very last house is mine
Bad
You think you're so bad
Bad
You think you're so bad
I live on Tough Street
The meanest place you'll find
The deeper you go
The tougher they grow
The very last house is mine
Lots of hard men and
Lots of hard times
And lots of hard faces there
In a dead end house
On that dead end street
I'm the one without a care
Hurt
You think you know about hurt
Hurt
You think you know about hurt
I live on Tough Street
The meanest place you'll find
The deeper you go
The tougher they grow
The very last house is mine
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Hitman Blues Band New York, New York
He has New York City in his veins, blues in his heart, & the music of many worlds in his gifted hands. The man in the shades, top hat and sharp suit on stage with that tight band is playing real blues right, informed by 50 years of mastery while imitating no one. The Hitman Blues Band, with Russell “Hitman” Alexander in the lead, plays the blues you’ve been looking for all your life ... more
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