I Just Want To Make Love To You
I don't want you to be no slave I don't want you to work all day
I don't want you to be true I just want to make love to you
I don't want you to wash my clothes I don't want you to keep my home
I don't want your money too I just want to make love to you
Well I can see by the way that you switch and walk
And I can tell by the way that you baby talk
And I know by the way that you treat your man
I wanna love you it's a cryin' shame
I don't want you to bake my bread I don't want you to make my bed
I don't want you cause I'm sad and blue I just want to make love to you
BIG BOSS MAN
Big boss man, can't you hear me when I call?
Big boss man, can't you hear me when I call?
You ain't so big, you're just tall, that's all
You got me workin' boss man workin' round the clock
I need me a drink of water but you just won't let me stop
Big boss man can't you hear me when I call?
You know that you ain't so big you're just tall, that's all
I got to get myself a boss man and he's gonna treat me right
He'll work me hard, real hard in the day time but I sure rest easy and nice
Big boss man, can't you hear can't you hear me when I call?
Let me tell you, that you ain't, you ain't so big you're just tall, that's all
Big boss man Big boss man Big boss man can't you hear me when I call
BLUES YOU CAN'T LOSE
Many questions have been asked through many generations
Why poor people have the blues because so long they have tried
To achieve freedom, justice and equality and yet still today
Success seems to be a distance away
And these are some of the ways they have tried
Some they march, while some stand still
Some they die while others live
Some they laugh, while some they cry
Some hang on, while some pass by
With all these things in a poor man's mind
He got to have a blues he can't leave behind
Some are high, some are low
Some are sure and some don't know
Some are weak, and some are strong
Some are here and some are gone
With all these things in a poor man's mind
He got to have a blues, he can't leave behind
BACK DOOR MAN
I am the backdoor man I am the backdoor man
Well, the men don't know but the little girls they understand
When ev'rybody is-a tryin' to sleep I'm-a somewhere makin' my midnight creep
An ev'ry mo'nin when the rooster crows he's tellin' me that it's the time to go
I am the backdoor man I am the backdoor man
Well, the men don't know but the little girls they understand
Well, they took me to the doctor shot full of holes
The nurse she cried, 'Save his soul
I was 'cussed of murder in first degree
The judge wife cried, 'Let the man go free
I was accussed a-murder in the first degree
The judge wife cried, 'Let the man go free! '
The cop's wife cried, 'Don't take him down
I'd-a rather be in six feet of ground! '
BRING IT ON HOME
I'm gonna bring it on home to you
I done bought my ticket, I got my load
Conductor done hollered, "All, aboard"
Take my seat and ride way back
And watch this train move down the track
I'm gonna bring it on home to you
I think about the good times I once have had
Soul got happy now, my heart got glad
I think about the way you love me too
You can bet your life, I'm comin home to you
I'm goin home
I'm gonna bring it on home, now
I'm gonna bring it on home, now
I'm gonna bring it on home, now
Gonna bring it on home
Bring it on home to you
(YOU NEED MEAT) DON'T GO NO FURTHER
You need meat go to the market
You need bread try the bakery
You need lovin look here I got just what you need
I gotta love somebody I gotta love somebody
I gotta love somebody somebody gonna love me
You need money go to the bank
You need honey look to the bees
You need lovin come on here well I got just what you need
I wanna love somebody I gotta love somebody
I gotta love somebody somebody gonna love me
You need meat go to the market you need bread try the bakery
If you need lovin come on here well, I got just what you need
I wanna love somebody I gotta love somebody
Somebody got to love me
Play your guitar you need money go to the bank if you need honey
Go find a bee if need lovin well I'm your doctor I've got people sick on what you need
I gotta love somebody I wanna love somebody
Somebody gonna love me
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