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Actions Speak Louder Than Words
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by B.B. King recording of 2000 from Makin' Love Is Good for You (MCA 112241
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You won't listen to nothing I tell you, baby, you keep on doing just as you please Hey, you won't do nothing I tell you, baby, keep on doing as you please I've taken as
long as I can, baby, when is this foolishness gonna cease
I've worried myself crazy, baby, cried both night and day I said I've worried myself crazy, baby, cried both night and day You don't
believe me, baby, but I'm gonna leave one of these days
Well, you told me that you love me, but actions speak louder than words Oh, you said you love me, baby, but action speaks louder than words I
won't be fooled no longer, baby, that line everybody's heard
Well, If you're gonna change, baby, you better do it real soon Hey, If you're gonna change, for the better, baby, you better do
it real soon Because you'll wake up one of these mornings, find yourself in a empty room
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Ain't Gonna Worry My Life Anymore
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by B.B. King recording of 1970 from Indianola Mississippi Seeds (MCA MCAD-31343)
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Don't care when you go, how long you stay Good time treatments, bring you back someday Oh but someday, baby, I ain't gonna worry my life any more Ain't but one thing,
give me the blues When I've worn a hole, in my last pair of shoes Oh but someday, baby, I ain't gonna worry my life any more
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Ain't Nobody's Bizness (Version 1)
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by Porter Grainger / Everett Robbins recording of November 10, 1990 from B.B. King Live At The Apollo (GRP GRD-9637)
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If me attend church all day Sunday, come back home and raise (Spoken) I think I feel hurt or shall I go a little further, do a little more? Ain't nobody's bizness what I
do If one day I have ham and bacon, and the next day, ain't nothin' shakin' No it ain't nobody's bizness what I do
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Ain't Nobody's Bizness (Version 2)
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by Porter Grainger / Everett Robbins recording of early 60's
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If me and my baby fuss and fight Well, and the next minute we're all right It ain't nobody's bizness what I do
If one day we have ham and bacon And the next day
ain't nothing shakin' I tell you it ain't nobody's bizness what I do
Oh, I'm three, three times seven Oh, that makes twenty-one Ah, that ain't nobody's bizness what I
do
Oh, if I attend church all day Sunday And cabaret all day Monday It ain't nobody's bizness what I do
If I stay out all night Spending my money I tell you that's all
right Because it ain't nobody's bizness what I do It ain't nobody's bizness what I do
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Ain't Nobody Here But Us Chickens
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by Alex Kramer / Joan Whitney recording of 1999 from Let the Good Times Roll: The Music of Louis Jordan (MCA 12042)
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One night farmer Brown was takin' the air Locked up the barnyard with the greatest of care Down in the hen house something stirred When he shouted, "Who's
there?" This is what he heard
There ain't nobody here but us chickens There ain't nobody here at all So calm yourself and stop that fuss There ain't nobody here but us We
chickens tryin' to sleep and you butt in And hobble, hobble, hobble, hobble, with your chin There ain't nobody here but us chickens There ain't nobody here at all You're stompin'
around and shakin' the ground Kicking up an awful dust We chickens tryin' to sleep and you butt in And hobble, hobble, hobble, hobble, it's a sin
Tomorrow is a busy day We got things
to do, we got eggs to lay We got ground to dig and worms to scratch It takes a lot of sittin', gettin' chicks to hatch Oh, there ain't nobody here but us chickens There ain't nobody here
at all So quiet yourself and stop that fuss There ain't nobody here but us Kindly point the gun the other way And hobble, hobble, hobble, hobble off and hit the hay
Tomorrow is a busy
day We got things to do, we got eggs to lay We got ground to dig and worms to scratch It takes a lot of sittin', gettin' chicks to hatch Oh, there ain't nobody here but us chickens There
ain't nobody here at all So quiet yourself and stop that fuss There ain't nobody here but us Kindly point the gun the other way And hobble, hobble, hobble, hobble off and hit the hay
Hey,
hey boss man, what do you say? It's easy, pickin's, there ain't nobody here but us chickens
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Ain't Nobody Home
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by Jerry Ragovoy recording of 1971 from King Of The Blues 4 CD Box Set (MCA MCAD4-10677)
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Once upon a time, a long long time ago, wherever you'd lead me, I would surely follow Girl, you put me through some pain and misery And now you are standing on my
doorstep, telling me how much you need me Baby, ain't nobody home (chorus: nobody's home) Ain't nobody home (chorus: nobody's home)
How many times I begged for you to come
home, but you laughed at me and said let me alone Through my falling tears I saw you walk away And now you're beggin' me to forgive you, but this time, baby, it's your turn to beg Baby,
ain't nobody home (chorus: nobody home) Ain't nobody home (chorus: nobody home)
Girl, I used to love you, in ways no one else would love you Gave you everything that I own Girl, you can't
come back here Ain't nobody home (chorus: nobody's home)
Once upon a time, when you went on your way But, girl, I hoped and prayed, that you'd come back some day But time has made some
changes, turned me upside down So, you can beg me to forgive you, but this time, baby, you can turn right around
(chorus: ain't) Ain't nobody home (chorus: nobody home) Ain't nobody (chorus:
ain't), baby, ain't nobody (chorus: nobody home) You know you hurt me once, (chorus: ain't nobody, nobody home) hmm Ain't nobody home (chorus: ain't, ain't nobody home) Oh you can
beg me baby, (chorus: ain't, ain't nobody home) hmm (chorus: ain't nobody) Still nobody home, (chorus: nobody home) hmm (chorus: ain't nobody) Ain't nobody baby (chorus: nobody
home) (chorus: ain't nobody) Ain't nobody home (chorus: nobody home) I hear you knockin' (chorus: ain't nobody, ain't nobody home)
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Ain't Nobody Like My Baby
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by B.B. King recording of 2000 from Makin' Love Is Good for You (MCA 112241
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I'm in love with a real fine woman and she gives me everything I said I'm in love with a real fine woman and she gives me everything And it makes me feel so good, just to
hear my baby call my name
My baby's sly way of loving, makes me feel so good I could sing Hey my baby's sly way of loving, makes me feel so good I could sing I feel just like I'm a
millionaire, when I hear my baby call my name
Oh, there ain't nobody like my baby, that's the reason I love her so Oh, ain't nobody, nobody like my baby, that's the reason I love her
so People, I would even die for her, I want the whole round world to know
When I'm down she'll picks me up, she says, "Daddy, you can't lose" Oh, when I'm down, when I'm
down, she picks me up, tells me, "Baby, you can't lose" When all of my friends forget about me, my baby keeps away all these blues
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Ain't That Just Like A Woman
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by Alex Kramer / Joan Whitney recording of 1999 from Let the Good Times Roll: The Music of Louis Jordan (MCA 12042)
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There was Adam, happy as a man could be Till Eve got him messin' with that old apple tree
Ain't that just like a woman? Ain't that just like a woman? Ain't
that just like a woman? They'll do it every time
Lot took his wife down to the corner for a malted She wouldn't mind her business, boy, did she get salted
Ain't that just like a
woman? Ain't that just like a woman? Ain't that just like a woman? They'll do it every time Samson thought Delilah was on the square Till one night she clipped him all his
hair
Ain't that just like a woman? Ain't that just like a woman? Ain't that just like a woman? They'll do it every time
From our history books we all learned Nero fiddled
while Rome was burned
Ain't that just like a woman? Ain't that just like a woman? Ain't that just like a woman? They'll do it every time
Marie Antoinette met some hungry cats
at the gate They was crying for bread, she said, "Let them eat cake"
Ain't that just like a woman? Ain't that just like a woman? Ain't that just like a woman? They'll do
it every time
You can buy a woman clothes And give her money on the side No matter what you do She ain't never satisfied Ain't that just like a woman? Ain't that just like a
woman? Ain't that just like a woman? They'll do it every time
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All Over Again
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by B.B. King / Adams recording of 1965 from King Of The Blues 4 CD Box Set (MCA MCAD4-10677)
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I've got a good mind to give up living, and go shopping instead I say, I've got a good mind to give up living, and go shopping instead To pick up me a tombstone, and be
pronounced dead
When I read your letter this morning, that was in your place in bed I read your letter this morning, that was in your place in bed And that's when I decided, that I would be better
off dead
It read, there is no use you looking, or ever hoping to get me back Oh, there's no use you looking, or ever hoping to get me back Yes, because it's all over now, and baby you can bet on
that
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All You Ever Give Me Is The Blues
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by probably Jon Tiven / Sally Tiven / Gary Nicholson recording of 1995 from Lucille & Friends (MCA 33008),
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I gave you a diamond ring, you won't wear It's a nine thousand dollar thing, you don't care I set up a wedding date, you couldn't make it You said all the love we
made, you were just faking
But girl, you know, what hurts me the most Is I gave all my love to you, all you ever give me All you ever give me, all you ever give me is the blues Is the blues
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gave you my Cadillac keys, you don't drive I hired you a limousine, you won't ride Bought you the house on the hill, you hate the view Even wrote you into my will, gave you something to look forward
to
But girl, you know, what hurts me the most Is I gave all my love to you All you ever give me All you ever give me All you ever give me is the blues Nothing but the blues
I've
tried and tried, but I'm mystified I've done all that I can do, I've given you my best You put me to the test All you ever give me All you ever give me All you ever give me is the
blues Nothing but the blues
But girl, you know, what hurts me the most Is I gave all my love to you All you ever give me All you ever give me All you ever gave me was the blues All you ever
gave me All you ever gave me All you ever gave me All you ever gave me was the blues Nothing but the blues
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Ask Me No Questions
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by B.B. King / Adams recording of 1965 from King Of The Blues 4 CD Box Set (MCA MCAD4-10677)
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You go out when you get ready And you come home when you please You just love me when you want me baby And you think it outta be alright with me
When I try to talk, talk to
you baby And let you know just how I feel You tell me if I don't like it You know someone else will
Oh, but I done got wise to you baby You're not the only bird in the sky Oh so
don't ask me no questions now baby And I, I won't tell you no lies
Because I like to feel arms around me And lips close, close to mine So I don't have to beg you to love me I don't
have to beg you all the time
Oh, but I done got wise to you baby You're not the only bird in the sky So now don't you ask me no questions And you know I won't, I won't tell you no
lies
Yes you can love me if you want me Or you keep on playing the field Because I know if you don't love me I know there's somebody else that will
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A Story Everybody Knows
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by Nesbert "Stix" Hooper / Will Jennings recording of 1979 from Take It Home (MCA 11770),
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She made me want to throw my life away But when I asked her, she said, "Maybe tomorrow, B.B." And that's a story everybody knows
I took her flying, out across
the sea I thought I had her, I know that she had me And when we landed, it was Paris, France Seemed like a nice place, for some French romance But when I touched her, she said, "Maybe a little
later, B.B." And that's the story everybody knows
We went to Berlin, and to Stockholm too And on the Moscow, then to the Peking Zoo As far as travel, she couldn't get too
much Somewhere in Oakland, she let me have just a little touch And then she said, "I'm late for beauty appointment, I've got a headache, and I believe I'm coming down with the
flu" And that's the story everybody knows
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At Last
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by Mack Gordon / Harry Warren recording of 1994 from Heart to Heart (GRP 9767),
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At last My love has come along My lonely days are over And life is like a song
At last The sky above is blue My heart was wrapped in clover The night I looked at
you
I found a dream, that I could speak to A dream that I, can call my own I found a thrill, to press my cheek to A thrill that I, have never ever known
You, you smiled And then the spell
was cast And here we are in heaven For you are mine at last
I found a dream, I found a dream That I could speak to, baby A dream that I, can definitely call my own I found a thrill, I found a
thrill To press my cheek to, to press my cheek to A thrill that I, have never ever known
You smiled, you smiled, baby And then the spell was cast And here we are in heaven Yeah, yeah, yeah, for
you are mine At last You are mine at last At last You're mine, baby
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A Whole Lot Of Lovin
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by Joe Josea / Maxwell Davis recording of 19 from Best Of B.B. King Vol. 1 (Flair V2-86230 or 2-91691 (CD) / Virgin 86230 or 91691 / Capitol 86230)
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I got a whole lot o' lovin', baby, just waiting for you I got a whole lot o' loving, baby, just waitin' for you And the way I can love you woman, honey, I know you
can love me too
Well, you're so good lookin', baby, and your built up from the ground Well, you're so good lookin', baby, and your built up from the ground Ev'ry time I see you baby,
my love starts tumblin' down
Yeah, you're just my height baby, just my height and size Say, you just my type babe, you just my height and size And the reason I love you, because you got them
little dreamy eyes
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A Woman Don't Care
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You may be rich You may be poor You may be high Or you just may be low But if you fall in love Oh, and you should lose A woman don't care She don't care who
she gives the blues
Wo, you may be young You may be old Maybe you've heard Or maybe you've never been told If you've got a good woman Oh, try not to misuse Oh, a woman don't
care She don't care who she gives the blues
She'll make you hot in the winter Make you cold in the summertime She'll make you feel young in the spring And in the fall drive you out of
your mind A woman, don't you hear me callin' you? Yeah woman, you don't care Yeah, you don't care who you give the blues
Oh, you may be up You may be down You may be short,
tall, skinny Or you just might be round Oh, don't be too sure of your woman Thinkin' man, that you can't lose Oh, remember that a woman don't care She don't care who she gives the
blues
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A Woman Don't Care
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by Will Jennings / Joe Sample recording of 1978 from Midnight Believer (MCA MCAD-27011)
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You and me don't see eye to eye On every little thing We've missed a lot of sunshine And caught a lot of rain If you want to leave I can't make you stay But
there is something I have to say
No matter how high you get Or how low you go There's one thing darling You ought to know
There's a world full of strangers out there A world full of
strangers Beware There's a world full of strangers out there And if it gets too strange Just come on home
Restless hearts, looking for a love Are waiting in the street They're all
prepared to give you The bitter with the sweet If you wake someday and you reach for me Well you know, this is where I'll be
No matter how high you get Or how low you go There's one
thing darling You ought to know
There's a world full of strangers out there A world full of strangers Beware There's a world full of strangers out there And if it gets too
strange Just come on home ,
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A World I Never Made
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by Doc Pomus / Mac Rebennack recording of 1982 from Love Me Tender (MCA MCAD-886),
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The late show is over And the city is fast asleep And I'm lost in a world That's just too cold and deep I've turned so many ways I'm spinning like a top I
wish that I could get off Or get this world to stop
I'm a stranger and afraid I'm a stranger and afraid I'm a stranger and afraid In a world I never made
I'm always chasing
dragons With a sword that's made of tin So I know in my soul There's no way I can win I tried, oh I tried But there's no place, no place to go There's no one here who knows
me And no one here I know
I'm a stranger and afraid I'm a stranger and afraid I'm a stranger and afraid In a world I never made
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Baby Get Lost
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by Leonard Feather recording of 19 from Great Moments With B.B. King (MCA MCAD-4124),
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Good mornin' baby, baby, welcome back, baby, welcome back to town Yeah, you doin' so much trav'lin' woman, I never know when you're gonna be around
Yeah, you
a fine and mellow baby but you stubborn as a mule You love me like an angel baby but you treat me like a fool Two faced woman don't you hand me no double cross Well, because anytime I'm ready
woman Well, I can tell you, I can tell you, "Baby, get lost!"
You cheatin' on the outside, you're doin' ev'rything you chose You better come back on the inside woman,
'cause you got too much to lose I don't want no trouble with you baby, I wanna tell you I got to be the boss Yeah, because anytime I'm ready baby, oh, I can tell you, I can tell you,
"Baby, get lost!"
Yes, I'll try to stop your cheatin' woman but I just don't have the time I got so many woman, baby, 'till they're standing in line I want to tell you
baby, yeah, you know I've got to be the boss Alright! Well, because anytime I'm ready, baby, I can tell you, "Baby, get lost!"
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Baby Look At You
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by B.B. King / Joe Josea recording of 19 from Turn on to B.B. King (United 7763) & Live! B. B. King on Stage (Kent 7736) & Lucille Had a Baby (ACE 271)
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Well, baby, baby, baby look at you Yes, I said, "Baby, baby, baby, baby look at you" Well, you want to jump on me and hurt me 'Cause I won't let you tell me what
to do
Well, when I first met you baby You didn't know what love is about You was standin' on the streets beggin' And ragged as a barrel of sauerkraut
Baby, baby, baby look at
you Well now, you want to jump on me and hurt me 'Cause I won't let you tell me what to do
Well, you said once that you loved me, I would always be your own And now you got your hands on
some money, baby, and you're drivin' B.B. away from home
Well, you said that you loved me, I always would be your man Now you thrown me outdoors, and said, "Go and do the best you
can"
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Back In L.A
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by Will Jennings / Joe Sample recording of 1992 from There Is Always One More Time (MCA MCAD-10295)
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From Hollywood and Vine To the Sunset Strip There's so much going on You can lose your grip From early in the morning Until late at night They'll do you so
wrong They'll do you so right
Back in L.A. Waiting for the sun to shine Back in L.A. Living down a life of crime Back in L.A. Working on another line Back in L.A. To pick up the
dime You must do the time
From way up in the canyons Where the hot winds howl To the mean city streets Where the night hawks prowl I can feel the rhythm play The whole night long Guess
I'll stay in L.A. And listen to this song
Back in L.A. Waiting for the sun to shine Back in L.A. Living down a life of crime Back in L.A. Working on another line Back in L.A. To
pick up the dime You must do the time
You must do the time
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Bad Breaks
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by B.B. King / Joe Josea
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I wish I was single, 'cause my woman, she drives me mad Yes, she's always accusing me of someone of someone I ain't never had
Last night I felt lucky but my luck was
running slow The last hand I caught four aces and the police broke down the door I said, "Lord, Lord, what can a poor boy do?" It's tough when you can't make no money, seems like all
the bad breaks come to you
Got home this morning, she was looking kind-a funny She said, "Don't come in here daddy, unless you got some money" I said, "Lord, Lord, what can a poor boy
do?" It's tough when you can't make no money, seems like all the bad breaks come to you
I asked my woman for some dinner, she looked at me like a fool She said, "I'm playing
checkers, daddy, and I think it's your time to move" I said, "Lord, Lord, what can a poor boy do?" It's tough when you can't make no money, seems like all the bad breaks come to
you
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Bad Case Of Love
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by B.B. King recording of 1998 from Blues on the Bayou (MCA 11879)
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ot a bad case of love Got a bad case of love Got a bad case of love Got a bad case of love Got a bad case of love People my heart is full of misery
I live in
loneliness, never get no rest Went to see a love doctor, to get out of this mess Took a look at me, before he cast his spell Shook his head and then began to yell You gotta bad case of love Got a bad
case of love Got a bad case of love People my heart is full of misery
I said, “Doctor, doctor, please do something for me I feel like a man going through the third degree Can’t sleep
at night, can’t eat a bit" Since you been gone nothin' ever goes right You gotta bad case of love Got a bad case of love Got a bad case of love People my heart is full of
misery
He said son I know, just how you feel You love your little baby and you always will But your puff is short, your breathin' weak It won’t be long before you’re 6 feet
deep You gotta bad case of love Got a bad case of love Got a bad case of love People my heart is full of misery
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Bad Luck
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by B.B. King / Joe Josea recording of 1951-1957 from RPM Hits 1951-1957 (ACE 712),
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Well, my bad luck is falling, falling down like rain Bad luck is falling, falling down like rain No matter what I do, seems like my luck won't never change
I felt kinda
lucky My luck was running slow The last hand I caught four aces And the police broke down the door I said, Lord, Lord, what can a poor boy do? Well, ain't it bad when you can't make no
money Seems like all the bad breaks will come to you
Yeah, I got home this morning She was looking kinda funny She said "Don't come in, daddy Daddy, unless you got some money" And
I said, Lord, Lord, what can a poor boy do? Well, ain't it tough when you can't make no money Without your woman turning her back on you
Well now, I asked my woman for some dinner She looked
at me like a fool She said, "I'm playing checkers, daddy And I think it's your turn to move" I said, oh, Lord, what can a poor boy do? Yes, it's bad when you can't make no
money And your woman turns her back on you
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Bad Luck Soul
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by B.B. King / Jules Taub recording of 19 from Best Of B.B. King Vol. 2 (Ace 199),
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I want to go home but I ain't got sufficient clothes Doggone my bad luck soul I ain't got no money and my job's done closed I would call that old woman but I'm
afraid that she may explode
My wife done quit me, my girlfriend too Doggone my bad luck soul I ain't got nobody and I don't know what to do They say things will get better but I don't
believe it's true
I thought I had friends but they all disappeared Doggone bad luck soul Everything I do people, everything I do seems to be wrong It wouldn't be so bad if I knew I had a home
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B.B.'s Blues
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by B.B. King / Branford Marsalis recording of 1995 from Lucille & Friends (MCA 33008),
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If you love me, baby Why don't you write me sometime If you, if you love me, baby Why don't you let me Hear from you sometime You don't do nothing But keep me
worried You just keep me worried All the time
You know I think about you, baby I think about you Every night about this time Oh you know, you know You know I think about you, baby I think
about you Every night about this time It seems like you would treat me A little better, baby It seems like you would be A little nicer and kind
Let me love you one more time, baby Let me
love you one more time Before you go away Let me, let me love you One more time, baby One more time before you go away If you let me love you one more time I think we can talk it over Before you
go away
Here I am, baby My heart's right here in my hand Oh here I am, baby My heart's right here in my hand Oh I don't want you to leave me, baby Don't want you to go To no
other man
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Beautician Blues
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by B.B. King recording of 19 from The Soul of B. B. King (United 7714) & The Jungle (United
7742) & The Best of B.B. King, Vol. 1 (Virgin 86230),
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I met a fine beautician, in a very fine condition She was long and lean, and you know what that means She's a good lovin' mama, a hard workin' woman She makes a lot of
money, I don't have to worry about a thing
She works hard all day, dressin' hair Man you can bet, I want to get somewhere With my good lovin' mama, my hard workin' woman She makes a
lot of money, I don't have a worry about a thing
I meet the finest woman, from everywhere Because my baby, dress their hair I'll be her lover boy, she treats me like a king She makes a lot of
money, don't have to worry about a thing
Yes, she keeps her hair, so neat and fine And every pound of her is mine I'll be her lover boy, I'll be happy as a king She makes a lot of money,
don't have to worry about a thing
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Be Careful With A Fool
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by B.B. King / Joe Josearecording of probably 1960 from The Great B.B. King (B. B. King and His Orchestra) (Crown CLP 5143) &
Across the Tracks (ACE 230),
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Yes, be careful with a fool, 'cause someday he may get smart Yes, be careful with a fool, 'cause someday he may get smart Yes, he'll treat you so cold and chilly, it will
hurt you to your hurt
I hate to remember how foolish I used to be I hate to remember how foolish I used to be Well, you know the way I used to love you, baby, and how bad you treated me
I used to
cry about you baby and walk the streets late at night I used to cry about you baby and walk the streets late at night Yes, if you love me a little bit, baby, why don't you treat me half way
right?
It's finally over, baby, babe, I know this is the end It's finally over, baby, babe, I know this is the end I've got you off of my mind, woman and I've started over again
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Better Not Look Down
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by Will Jennings / Joe Sample recording of 1978 from King Of The Blues 4 CD Box Set (MCA MCAD4-10677)
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I've been around and I've seen some things People moving faster than the speed of sound Faster than the speeding bullet People living like Superman All day and all
night And I won't say if it's wrong or if it's right I'm pretty fast myself But I do have some advice to pass along Along in the chorus of this song
Better not look down, if you
want to keep on flying Put the hammer down, keep it full speed ahead Better not look back, or you might just wind up crying You can keep it moving, if you don't look down
An old girl friend of
mine showed up the other day That girl have lived in love and for love, and over love, and under love all her life If the arrows from cupid's bow that had passed through her heart had been
sticking Out of her body she would have looked like a porcupine, And she asked me "B.B. do you think I've lived my life all wrong?" And I said: "The only advice I have to pass along in
the chorus of this song", girl
Better not look down, if you want to keep on flying Put the hammer down, keep it full speed ahead Better not look back, or you might just wind up crying You can
keep it moving, if you don't look down
I was walking down the street at sunrise one morning, in London, England And there was a very large Rolls Royce limousine, pulling slowly along the
street And in that Rolls Royce was the queen of England, looking tired Just go back from a party, and the queen leaned out and, she said: "Aren't you B.B. King?" She said: "Oh B.B.,
sometimes it's so hard to pull things together. Could you tell me what you think I ought to do?" And I said:
Better not look down, if you want to keep on flying Put the hammer down, keep it
full speed ahead Better not look back, or you might just wind up crying You can keep it moving, if you don't look down
Better not look down, if you want to keep on flying Put the hammer down,
keep it full speed ahead Better not look back, or you might just wind up crying You can keep it moving, if you don't look down
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Beware, Brother, Beware
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by Adams / Lasco / Fleecie Moore recording of 1999 from Let the Good Times Roll: The Music of Louis Jordan (MCA 12042)
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Hey, fellas, yes, you, fellas, listen to me, I got something to tell you And I want you to listen to every word and govern yourselves accordingly
Now, you see these girls with
these fine diamonds, fine furs and fine clothes Well, they're looking for a husband and you're listening to a man who knows They ain't foolin', and if you fool around with them You're
gonna get yourself in a schoolin'
Listen, if she saves you dough, and won't go to the show Beware If she's easy to kiss and won't resist Beware
And if you go for a walk, and
she listens while you talk She's tryin' to hook you
And nobody's lookin' and she asks you to taste her cookin' Don't do it, don't do it And if you go to a show and she
wants to sit in the back row Bring her down front, bring her right down front
If you wanna go for a snack, and she wants to sit in the booth in the back Beware
And listen, if she's used to
caviar and fine silk When you go out with her she wanna a hot dog and a malted milk She's trying to get you
If you're used to goin' to Carnegie Hall, but when you take her out night
club'ing All she wants is one meatball You better take it easy
If she grabs your hand and says, "Darling, you're such a nice man" Beware, I'm telling you
(Should I tell
them no more?) (Tell them everything)
You better listen to me 'cause I'm telling you what's being put down You better pick up on it
If her sister calls your brother, you better get
further I'm telling you, you better watch it
And if she's acting kind of wild, and she says, "Darling, give me a trial" Don't you do it, don't be weak, don't give it to
her And if she smiles in your face and just melts into place Let her melt, forget it, let her melt
(Should I tell them no more?) (Tell them everything)
Now listen, if she calls you up on the
phone, and says, "Darling, are you all alone?" Tell her, "No, no, I've got two, three women with me"
Don't pay no attention to women Stand up for your right, be a man, be
a man
(Are you listening?) If you turn out the lights and she don't fight That's the end, it's too late She's got you hooked, you might as well stick with her
(Should I tell
them no more?)
If you get home about two and don't know what to do You pull back the curtains, and the whole family's looking at you Get your business straight Set the date, don't be
late
Brother, beware, beware, beware Brother, you better beware
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Blind Love
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by B.B. King / Jules Taub recording of 1951-1957 from RPM Hits 1951-1957 (ACE 712)
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People, I was standing at my window, tears running all down my cheeks Yes, standing at my window, tears running all down my cheeks Well, I could see the woman I'm loving,
stopping everyone in the world she meets
Well, standing on the corner, between 35th and Main Well, standing on the corner, people, between 35th and Main Yeah, that's where a blind man's seen my
woman, people, a dumb man called her name
He said, "Oh, I'm blind, you brought eyesight and made me see" "Oh, I'm blind, you brought eyesight and made me see" Yes, and the
dumb man asked a question, "Woman, who may your good man be?"
Yes, I'm standing by trembling, people, people, my heart's laying in my hand I'm standing by trembling, darling, with my
heart's laying in my hand Well, I could hear my baby say, "Lord, I ain't got no man"
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Blues At Midnight
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by Ivory Joe Hunterrecording of 1962 from King Of The Blues 4 CD Box Set (MCA MCAD4-10677)
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When that midnight hour went chiming, I was in my room alone Yes, when that midnight hour went chiming, I was in my room alone Yes, and when I came home this evening, I found my baby
gone
Oh, I laid my head on my pillow, I gazed up at the stars up above Yes, I laid my head on my pillow, yes, lookin' up at the stars above I tell you it's a miserable feeling, oh, when you lose
the one you love
Oh, I get the blues at midnight, oh there's one thing I can't describe Oh, I get the blues at midnight, oh there's one thing I can't describe Yes, and when you look at
your baby's picture, oh, tears will come from your eyes
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Blue Shadows
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by Glenn recording of 1971 from King Of The Blues 4 CD Box Set (MCA MCAD4-10677)
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Blues shadows fallin', since my baby went away Blues shadows fallin', since my baby went away You know the blues is my companion, every night and every day
The blues
walked in this morning, when my baby said goodbye The blues walked in this morning, when my baby said goodbye I wish I could change her mind, but I know it's no use for me to try
Yes will you talk
to me baby, if it's just by the telephone Won't you please talk to me baby, if it's just by the telephone Let me tell you how I miss you baby and how it feels to be alone
So brother, if you
got a good woman, man, you better take my advice Say, if you got a good woman, man, you better take my advice You better treat her like an angel and keep her home at any price
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Blues In G
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by B.B. King recording of 1998 from Blues on the Bayou (MCA 11879)
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Yes you're on the top now, baby, but don't nothing stay the same Hey you're on the top now, baby, but don't nothing stay the same Every now and then, baby, lady luck
deals another hand
You're calling me your pal now, when I used to be your man Hey you're calling me your pal now, baby, when I used to be your man You're flying real high now, baby, go on
and raise your sand
I realize now, baby, your kind of love ain't true Hey I realize now, baby, your kind of love won't do Well what should've been, baby, now has all fell through
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Blues Man
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by B.B. King recording of 1998 from Blues on the Bayou (MCA 11879)
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I've traveled for miles around Seems like everybody wanna put me down Because I'm a bluesman But I'm a good man, understand
I went down to the bus
station Look upon the wall My money is to light people Couldn't go no where at all I'm a bluesman But I'm a good man, understand
The burden that I carry, oh is so heavy It seems
like ain't nobody in this great big world That would wanna, wanna help old B. Hey, but I'll, I would be all right people Just give me a break, good things come The those wait, and I've waited
a long time I'm a bluesman But I'm a good man, understand
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Blues Stay Away
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by B.B. King recording of probably 19 from Rock Me Baby (Kent 5012)
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Blues stay away from me Oh blues, what don't you let me be Don't know why You keep on haunting me
Love never meant for me Oh true love was never meant for
me Seem somehow We never can agree
Life is full of misery Oh dreams are like memories Bringing back The love that used to be
Tears, so many I can't see Oh yes, don't mean a
thing to me Oh, don't go by Still I can be free
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Broken Heart
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by B.B. King recording of 1983 from Blues 'n' Jazz (MCA MCAD-27119)
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You're breaking my heart, baby There ain't a damn thing I can do You got me wringing my hands And crying, baby While you're breaking my heart in two You know I
just can't believe I can't believe, baby That you're doing the things you do
I can't believe, baby I can't believe you would do me wrong Please have mercy on me, baby I want
you to come on back Come on back where you belong I want you so bad I want you so bad, baby You know I need my lady home
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Broken Promise
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by B.B. King / Sam Ling recording of 1998 from Blues on the Bayou (MCA 11879
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You broke your promise, baby You don't love, honor or obey You won't do nothing I tell you You go on mistreating me everyday You're hardly acting your part,
baby You won't do nothing the preacher says
You don't love me, baby You don't even wish me well Honor's just a joke with you, baby You don't love me, I can tell Married life
with you, baby I'd rather be living in a cell
You deceive me, baby You use me like a child You tricked me into loving you, baby I was loving you all the while You played with my heart,
baby I said I was loving you all the while
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Business With My Baby Tonight
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by Martin / Rubin recording of 1988 from King of Blues: 1989 (MCA MCAD-42183)
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My woman's been accusing me Of stepping out Jealous rumors have her mind filled With so much doubt And I've gotta convince her I'm not doing her wrong Before
she leaves me Sad and all alone
So when the clock hits five I'll be gone There's a matter That I'm gonna settle later on So if the boss man talks About overtime I'm just
gonna smile and pay him no mind
I've got business with my baby tonight We're gonna talk things over And make things right 'Cause I couldn't sleep at all Since we had our
fight I've got business with my baby tonight
We'll go out to dinner At our favorite restaurant I'll hold her hand And tell her she's all I'll ever want When we get
home I'll take her straight to paradise And we'll still be loving Till the morning light
I've got business with my baby tonight We're gonna talk things over And make things
right 'Cause I couldn't sleep at all Since we had our fight I've got business with my baby tonight
Now don't you start talking About gossip or news I'm warning you
now I'll put on my walking shoes 'Cause to me nothing in this world Is a big deal When it's compared to the way She makes me feel, all right
I've got business with my baby
tonight We're gonna talk things over And make things right 'Cause I couldn't sleep at all Since we had our fight I've got business with my baby tonight
B.B.'s got business
tonight We're gotta talk things over And make things right 'Cause I couldn't sleep at all Since we had our fight I've got business with my baby tonight
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Buzz Me (Version 1)
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by Baxter / Fleecie Moore recording of 1967 from Blues Is King (MCA MCAD-31386)
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When I saw you this morning, baby, tell me why did you walk away When I saw you this morning, baby, tell me why did you walk away Can't believe that you don't love me,
thought our love was here to stay
Now buzz me, baby, I'll be waiting for your call Buzz me, buzz me, buzz me, buzz me, baby, I'll be waiting for your call If you forgot the number, come on over,
you won't have to call at all
I never lied to no one, I ain't gonna lie to you When I say I'm yours forever, every word I say is true Buzz me, baby, I'll be waiting for your call If
you forgot the number, come on over, you won't have to call at all
Yes, buzz me, baby, I'm like the ship that's lost at sea Buzz me, buzz me, baby, you mean so much to me If I ever get my
arms around you, I ain't gonna let go till 1973
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Buzz Me (Version 2)
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by Baxter / Fleecie Moore recording of 1999 from Let the Good Times Roll: The Music of Louis Jordan (MCA 12042)
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When I saw you this morning, baby, tell me why did you walk away When I saw you this morning, baby, tell me why did you walk away I can't believe that you don't want me, I
thought our love was here to stay
Buzz me, buzz me, buzz me, baby, I'll be waiting for your call Buzz me, buzz me, buzz me, baby, I'll be waiting for your call But if you forgot the number, come
on over, you won't have to call at all
I never lied to no one, I ain't gonna lie to you When I say I'm yours forever, every word I say is true Buzz me, baby, I'll be waiting for your
call But if you forgot the number, come on over, and you won't have to call at all
Buzz me, buzz me, baby, you mean so awfully much to me Buzz me, buzz me, baby, I'm just like a ship that's
lost at sea But when I get my arm around you, ain't gonna let go till 2003
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Bye Bye Baby
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by B.B. King / Jules Taub recording of 1987 from One Nighter Blues (ACE 201)
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I got a fine looking woman, I call her "that gal of mine" Yes, she's a fine looking woman, I call her "that gal of mine" Yes, the reason I love her, because
she's dressed so fine
Well, she's a fine looking woman, and she lives across the town Well, she's a fine looking woman, and she lives across the town Yeah, my baby's trying to leave me,
she's trying to put me down
Hey, it's bye bye baby, bye bye and fare you well Hey, it's bye bye baby, bye bye and fare you well Well, what I'm gonna do now, baby, it's hard to
tell
Yeah, it's bye bye, bye bye baby bye Well, bye bye baby, bye bye bye baby bye bye Yes, since you're gonna leave me, I have no need to cry
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