by Fleecie Moore recording of 1971 from In London (MCA 10843),

Hey, I'm walking with my woman, she got great big feet
Long, lean and angry, she ain't had nothing to eat
But she's my woman, and I love her just the same
She's a fine looking woman, and Caldonia is her name

Now here we go!

Caldonia, Caldonia, what makes your big head so hard
I love her, yeah, I love her just the same
Give me that now

I'm crazy about the woman, 'cause Caldonia is her name
Can we do it once more?

Caldonia, Caldonia, what makes your big head so hard, oh
Caldonia, Caldonia, Caldonia
 

Caldonia (Version 1)

by Fleecie Moore recording of 1999
from Let the Good Times Roll: The Music of Louis Jordan (MCA 12042)

Walking with my baby, she got great big feet
Long, lean and cranky and ain't had nothing to eat
But she's my baby, I love her just the same
I'm crazy about my baby 'cause Caldonia is her name

Caldonia, Caldonia
What makes your big head so hard?
I love you, I love you just the same
I'm crazy about you, baby, 'cause Caldonia is your name

You know my mother told me to leave Caldonia alone
No kidding, that what she said
She said, "Son, the woman ain't no good, leave her alone"
But mama didn't know what Caldonia had been putting down
So I'm going down to Caldonia's house and ask her just one more time

Caldonia, Caldonia
What makes your big head so hard?
I love you, love you just the same
I'm crazy about you, baby, 'cause Caldonia is your name

Call It Stormy Monday (With Albert Collins)

by Aaron T. Walker recording of February 15-19, 1991, Memphis
from Blues Summit (MCAD-10710)

You know I'm crazy 'bout my baby Lord, please send my baby back on to me

Help me out here man, help me out

Sun rise in the east, it set up in the west
Yes, the sun rise in the east baby, and it set up in the west
It's hard to tell, it's hard to tell, it's hard to tell, which one, which one, which one a little bad

Yeah! Go ahead, do it one more time

Oh the eagle flies on Friday, Saturday I'll go out to play
Oh the eagle flies on Friday, you know Saturday I'll go out to play
Sunday I'll go out to the signify church
Oh when I'll fall down on my knees and pray

I say, Lord have mercy, Lord have mercy on me
Lord, Lord, Lord have mercy on me
Please, have mercy on me
You know I'm crazy, crazy 'bout my baby
Please, send her back, send her back on to meYeah!

Can't Get Enough

by Jerry Williams recording of 1988
from King of Blues: 1989 (MCA MCAD-42183)

I've been tossing and turning all night
Staring into the darkness
Afraid to turn on the light
It's got nothing to do with money
I just sure enough want you, honey
And I just can't rest
Till I get it right
'Cause when the morning breeze
Starts blowing
That's when you hear me call your name
That's when my love starts showing
It's getting serious, baby
End of the game

'Cause I can't get enough of your love
I said I can't get enough of your love
I can't get enough of your love
I said I can't get enough of your love

You got me walking round in circles
Yeah I'm always pacing the floor
'Cause this life I'm living without you
I just can't take no more

When the morning breeze starts blowing
I can hear you call my name
That's when my love starts showing
It's getting serious, baby
End of the game

'Cause I can't get enough of your love
I said I can't get enough of your love
I can't get enough of your love
I said I can't get enough of your love

'Cause when the morning breeze
Starts blowing
I can hear me call your name
That's when my love starts showing
It's getting serious, baby
End of the game

'Cause I can't get enough of your love
I can't get enough of your love
I said I can't get enough of your love
I said I can't get enough of your love

I can't get enough of your love
 

Catfish Blues

by B.B. King / Joe Josea recording of 19
from My Kind of Blues (Crown 5188) & Paying the Cost to Be the Boss (Delta 17141) & B.B.'s Boogie (Mastertone 8342)
 

Well, I wish I was a catfish
Swimmin' in the deep blue sea
I'd have all you women
Fishin' after me
Fishin' after me
Fishin' after me

Well, I'm broke and I'm hungry
Ragged and I'm dirty too
Well, if I clean up, baby, can I
Stay home with you
Stay home with you
Stay home with you

If I can't, can't come in
Let me sit down front of your door
I'll leave so early, your
Mom won't know
Won't never know
Won't never know

Oh, I know, know my baby
Well, she's going to jump and shout
When my train pulls in and I
I come walkin' out
Come walkin' out
Come walkin' out

Yes, I'm goin', babe I'm goin'
And your crying won't make me stay
Oh, the more you cry, baby
More I'll go away
More I'll go away
More I'll go away

Well now I know, I know you don't want me
Why in the world won't you tell me so?
Then I won't be caught, baby, 'round
Your house no more
Your house no more
Your house no more

Caught A Touch Of Your Love

by Craig Bickhart / John Best / J. Keller recording of 1995
from Lucille & Friends (MCA 33008)

I'm not feeling like I usually do
I think it might have something
To do with you
Every time you're near me
My body gets hot
Don't need a doctor
I know what I've got
Caught a touch of your love
It came on overnight
I must have held you too tight
Last night
Caught a touch of your love

Your affection has affected me
I'm feeling kind of dizzy
And weak in the knees
I've been in love before
But never so bad
You're in my system
And it's driving me mad

The fever from your kisses
Tears me apart
It starts from your lips
And goes straight to my heart
No use pretending
'Cause baby, I'm sure
There's no cure
And I've just gotta have more

Chains And Things

by B.B. King / Dave Clark recording of 1970
from King Of The Blues 4 CD Box Set (MCA MCAD4-10677)

Woke up this morning,
after another one of those crazy dreams
Oh, nothing is going right this morning,
the whole world is wrong it seems
Oh, I guess it's the chain that bind me
I can't shake it loose these chains and things

Got to work this morning,
seems like everything is lost
I got a cold hearted wrong doing woman,
and a slave driving ball
I can't loosen these chains that bind me,
can't shake them loosen these chains and things
Just can't loosen these chains and things

Well you talk about hard luck and trouble,
seems to be my middle name
All the odds are against me,
yes, I can only play a losing game
These chains that bind me,
can't loosen these chains and things
Just can't loosen these chains and things

Oh, I would pack up and leave today people,
but I ain't got nowhere to go
Ain't got money to buy a ticket,
and I don't feel like walking anymore
These chains that bind me