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Shake 'em On Down
Put 'em down, put 'em down
Put 'em down, good Lordy
Put 'em down, good Lordy
Put 'em down, shake 'em down
Good Lordy, shake 'em down
Good Lordy, shake 'em down
Good Lordy, shake 'em down
Good Lordy, shake 'em down
If you, come to my house
You's gon' find
Me around, good Lordy
Stop right there, baby go in
Shake 'em on down
Lordy, must I Lo-ord
Shake 'em down, to my house
Good Lordy
To my house, good Lordy
Shake 'em down, good Lordy
To my house, good Lordy
Shake 'em down, to my house
Shake 'em down, to my house
Shake 'em down, to my house
Shake 'em down, to my house
Shake 'em down, to my house
Shake 'em down, to my house
Shake 'em down, to my house
If you see my baby, Lordy
Stand around
You know we gettin' ready, mama
We gonna shake 'em on down
Lordy, must I Lo-ho-hord
Shake 'em down, to my house
Good Lordy
To my house, good Lordy
Shake 'em down, good Lordy
To my house, good Lordy
Shake 'em down, to my house
Shake 'em down, to my house
Shake 'em down, to my house
Put yo' knees together
Babe, let yo' backbone move
Can't-a woman in town
Cain't shake 'em down like you, Lordy
Must I, Lo-ord
Shake 'em down, to my house
Good Lordy
To my house, good Lordy
Shake 'em down, good Lordy
To my house, good Lordy
Shake 'em down, to my house
Shake 'em down, to my house
Shake 'em down, to my house
Shake 'em down, to my house
Shake 'em down, to my house
Shake 'em down, to my house
Shake 'em down, to my house
Whoa, Lo-o-ord
Shake 'em down, to my house
Good Lordy
To my house, good Lordy
Shake 'em down, good Lordy
To my house, good Lordy
Shake 'em down, to my house
Whoa, Lo-o-ord
Shake 'em down, to my house
Good Lordy
To my house, good Lordy
Shake 'em down, good Lordy
To my house, good Lordy
Shake 'em down, to my house
Shake 'em down, to my house
Shake 'em down, to my house
Shake 'em down, to my house
Shake 'em down, to my house
Shake 'em down, to my house
Shake 'em down, to my house
Shake 'em down, to my house
Far away up over the hill, baby
Lord, to get some ice
Befo' we got back, baby
Lord, we shook 'em down twice
Lordy, must I, Lord
Shake 'em down, to my house
Shake 'em down, to my house
Shake 'em down, to my house |
Drop Down Mama
Drop down, mama, let your daddy see
You got something really worrying me
No my mama she don't allow me fool around all night
Fool around all night, all night long
I may look like I'm crazy but least I know right from wrong
Well the Jack of Diamonds told the Queen of Spades
"Run with me, lay on your creeping ways"
No my mama she don't allow me fool around all night
Fool around all night, all night long
You may call me crazy but least I know right from wrong
Met my baby in middle the road
She cried Daddy, sweet jelly roll
No my mama she don't allow me fool around all night
Fool around all night, all night long
I may look like I'm crazy but least I know right from wrong
Some of these women sure do make me tired
Gotta a hair full of "gimme," mouth full of "much abliged"
No my mama she don't allow me fool around all night
Fool around all night, all night long
I may look like I'm crazy but least I know right from wrong
Drop down mama, let your daddy ride
You got something holdin' deep inside
Well you see me comin', put your man outdoors
I ain't no stranger, I been out before
No my mama she don't allow me fool around all night
Fool around all night, all night long
I may look like I'm crazy but least I know right from wrong
You may call me crazy but least I know right from wrong
You may call me crazy but least I know right from wrong
Good Morning Little Schoolgirl
Good mornin', little schoolgirl
Good mornin', little schoolgirl
Can I go?
Can I go home wit' you?
Tell yo' mama an yo' papa
Lord, I'm a li'l schoolboy, too
Come on, be my baby
Come on, be my baby
I'll buy you a diamond
I'll buy you a diamond ring
If you don't like that, baby
I ain't gon' buy ya a doggone thing
I don't know, hardly
I don't know, hardly
What in this world
What in this world to do
I don't mean to hurt yo' feelings
Or even get mad with you
I 'member way back, babe
I 'member way back, babe
When I was young age
When I was young, age-a nine
Lord, I thinkin' about my schoolday
It sho' did worry on my mind.
Wished I Was In Heaven Sitting Down
Wished I was in heaven sitting
Ooh, angel
Ooh, my
Wished I were in heaven sitting
Wished I were in heaven sitting
Wished I were in heaven sitting
Ooh, angel
Oh, my
Wished I were in
Wished I's
Ooh, angel
Ooh My
Wished I's
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Keep Your Lamps Trimmed and Burning
Fred:
Well, keep a-your lamp
Annie Mae:
(Trimmed an burnin')
Keep a-your lamp
(Oh, trimmed an burnin')
Keep a-your lamp
(Oh, trimmed an burnin')
See what the Lord have done
Don't be (worried)
Don't (you get worried)
Don't be (worried)
See what the Lord have done
Don't
Well, don't (you worry)
Well, don't (you worry)
See what the Lord have done
(Oh, keep a-yo' lamp)
(Oh, keep a-yo' lamp)
(Oh, keep a-yo' lamp)
(See what the Lord have done)
Well, don't (you worry)
Don't (you worry)
Don't (you worry)
See what the Lord have done
Well, don't get worried
Chillen, don't (you get worried)
Chillen, don't you get worried
See what the Lord have done
Well, keep your lamp
(All trimmed an burnin')
Keep-a your lamp
(All trimmed an burnin')
Keep-a your lamp
(All trimmed an burnin')
See what the Lord have done
Chillen, don't get worried
Chillen, don't you get worried
Chillen, don't get worried
See what the Lord have done
Woke Up This Morning With My Mind On
Jesus
Well, woke up this mo'nin
With my mind, stayin' on Jesus
Woke up this mo'nin
With my mind, stayin' on Jesus
Halleluh, halleleluh
Well, singin' an prayin' with my
Stayin' on, Jesus
Singin' and playin' with my mind
Stayin' on
Well, stayin' and playin'
Halleluh, halleluh
(Guitar)
Well, walkin' an talkin' with my
Stayin' on
Walkin' an talkin' with my mind
Stayin' on, Jesus
Halleluh, halleluh
Well, singin' and prayin'
Stayin' on, Jesus
Singin' an playin' with my mind
Halleluh, halleluh.
(Guitar to end) |
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Worried Mind
You made me weep
An you made me moan
When you caused me to leave my
My happy home
But someday
Ya ain't gonna worry my mind any mo'
Tol' ev'rybody
In yo' neighborhood
What a dirty mistreater
Didn't mean ya no good
But bye-bye, baby
You ain't gonna worry my mind any mo'
When I was in gambling
An tried to win
You'd taken my money
Give to yo', yo' other man
But bye-bye, baby
Ya ain't gonna worry my mind any mo'
Bye-bye, baby
Ya ain't gonna worry
Worry my mind any
Mind, any mo', Lord
When I was sick down
Baby, on my bed
Ya come to see me
An you walked away
But bye-bye
Ya ain't gon' worry my mind any mo'
If I had money
Like Henry Ford
I'd buy me a woman, on
On ev'ry road
But bye-bye, honey
I ain't gon' worry yo' mind any mo'
Bye-bye, baby
I ain't gon' worry yo'
Worry yo' mind
Mind, any mo'
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Freight Train Blues
I was born in Dixie in a boomer's shack
Just a little shanty by the railroad track
Freight train was it, taught me how to cry
The holler of the driver was my lullaby
I've got the freight train blues
(Hee, hee, hoo)
Oh Lawdy, mama got 'em
On the bottom of my ramblin' shoes
And when the whistle blows I gotta go
Baby, don't you know?
It looks like I'm never gonna lose
The freight train blues
Well, my daddy was a fireman and my mama here
She was the only daughter of the engineer
My sweetheart loved the brakeman and that ain't no joke
It's a shame the way she keeps a good man broke
I got the freight train blues
(Hee, hee, hoo)
Oh Lawdy, I got 'em
In the bottom of my ramblin' shoes
And when the whistle blows I gotta go
Oh mama, don't you know?
Well it looks like I'm never gonna lose
The freight train blues
Well, the only thing that makes you laugh again
Is a south bound whistle on a south bound train
Every place I want to go
I never can go because you know
Because I got the freight train blues
(Hee, hee, hoo)
Oh Lawdy, mama got 'em
On the bottom of my ramblin' shoes |
I Want Jesus To Walk With Me
Well, I want Jesus
Whilst walk with me
Yes, I want Jesus
Walk with me
Whilst I'm on this tedious journey
Yes, I want Jesus
Just to walk with me
Walk with my mother
Lord, walk with me
Walk with my mother
Lord, walk with me
Whilst I'm on this tedious journey
Yes, I want Jesus
Just to walk with me
Won't you be my doctor?
Come and walk with me
Just be my doctor
Come and walk with me
Well, whilst I'm on this tedious journey
Yes, I want Jesus
Just to walk with me
(Guitar)
Don't you leave me 'lone, no
Don't leave me 'lone
Don't you leave me 'lone, Lord
Don't leave me 'lone
Well, whilst I'm on this tedious journey
Yes, I want Jesus
Just to walk with me
Um-hm, um-hm, hmm
Um-hm, um-hm
Um-hm, um-hm-hm
Um-hm, hm-mm
Um-hm, hm-hm
Umm-hm-hm-hm
Yes, I want Jesus
Come and walk with me-he-eee. |
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61 Highway
Lord, that 61 Highway
It the longest road I know
Lord, that 61 Highway
It the longest road I know
She run from New York City
Run right by my baby's do'
Well, there some folks said them
Greyhound buses don't run
Lordy, some folks said them
Greyhound buses don't run
Lord, just go to West Memphis, baby
Look down Highway 61
I said, please
I said, please see somebody for me
I said ple-eee-eee-ase
Please see somebody for me
If you see my baby
Tell her she's alright with me
Lord, if I should hap'n a-die, baby
Before you think my time have come
Lord, if I should hap'n a-die, baby
'Fore you think my time have come
I want you bury my body
Down on Highway 61 |
What's The Matter Now
What's The Matter Now 4:56 Trk 10
Mississippi Fred McDowell
Recorded Sept. 25, 1959, Como Mississippi
(Previously unreleased)
Fred McDowell - guitar and vocal
W/unk 'broom sweeping' background
Album: Portraits The First Recordings
Rounder CD 1718
Note: 2 women on track with spoken comments
Having fun throughout song. (poss. 3rd, young man)
#1 prob. standing in back, #2 prob. broomsweeper.
Unk 1: 'Thought I would stand in the back
I gotta hear those.'
Fred begins:
Well, what's the matter now?
Unk 1 'She left'
'Yeah-yeah-yeah'
'Ooh, what she's doin'
Lord, I wonder
Baby, what's the matter now?
Unk 1 'Lord! Hoo!
Unk 2 <laughter>
Unk 1 'She left you'
Where were you when that
Little rooster crowed 'fore day?
Unk 1 'You go'd a-plenty out'
'You know where I was!'
Unk 2 'Don't tell!'
It was soon one mornin'
Baby, ev'rything was quiet
(Yeah!) (Hoo!)
Unk 'Good sound, Fred'
It was soon one mornin'
When ev'rything was quiet
(Guitar)
Unk 1 'On my merry way, like he goin'
Unk 2 'You better tell him to stop then!
Unk 2 'I can't stop him!'
Unk 1 'You better!'
Lord, bring me my pistol
Lord, my shotgun, too
Poss Unk 3 'Book him, now'
Unk 2 <laughter>
Bring me my pistol
Bring me my shotgun, too
Unk 1 'Bet he kill little birdies'
Unk 1 'Little lambs, too'
If I meet my baby's nigger
Ain't no tellin' what he might do
Unk 1 'He, right'
Unk 1 'Um-hm'
(Guitar)
Unk 3 'You ain't know'd his name'
Well, it's bye-bye, baby
I ain't got no mo' t'say
Well, it's bye-bye, baby
I ain't got no-ooh mo' t'say
(Guitar)
Unk 1 'Sayin' them, THINGS!'
Unk 2 'Go ahead 'n' pull!'
Unk 2 'I can't keep doin' this broom!
Be happy if He Shot Me!'
<Laughter>
'He try then, he see'
<Song continues>
I'd rather see my mama
You come in sloppy drunk
(Yes, yes)
Ruther see my mama
Come in-in-in sloppy drunk
Then to see my baby, Lord
Packin' up her trunk
Unk 'Who says?'
Well, it's bye-bye, baby
Lord, if you call that gone
Well, it's bye-bye
If you call that gone.
(All right!)
(Yeah!)
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