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B. B. King lyrics
Album: Rock Me Baby [1964]
| Rock Me Baby | |
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Rock me baby, rock me all night long
Rock me baby, honey, rock me all night long
I want you to rock me baby,
like my back ain't got no bones
Roll me baby, like you roll a wagon wheel
I want you to roll me baby, like you roll a wagon wheel
Want you to roll me baby,
you don't know how it makes me feel
Rock me baby, honey, rock me slow
Yeah, rock me pretty baby, baby rock me slow
Want you to rock me baby,
till I want no more
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| Beautician Blues | |
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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 to 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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| Five Long Years | |
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If you ever been mistreated, then you know just what I'm talking about.
If you ever been mistreated people, you know just what I'm talking about.
I tell you I worked, I worked five long years for a woman,
and she had the nerve to put me out.
You know I got a job in a steel mill, trucking steel like a slave.
Five long years, every Friday I went straight home with all of my pay.
If you ever been mistreated people then you know just what I'm talking about.
I tell you I worked, I worked five long years for a woman,
and she had the nerve to put me out.
But you know, I finally learned a lesson, a long, long time ago.
The next woman that I marry, she gotta work and bring in the dough.
If you been mistreated people then you know just what I'm talking about.
I tell you I worked, I worked five long years for a woman,
she had the nerve, she had the nerve to put me out.
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| Eyesight to the Blind | |
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Yes your talkin?about your woman
Wish to god, man, you could see mine
Your talkin?about your woman
Wish to god, man, you could see mine
When she start lovin?
She brings eyesight to the blind
Her daddy must have been a millionaire
I can tell by the way she walks
My baby's daddy must have been a millionaire
I can tell by the way she walks
When she start walkin?
The deaf and dumb begin to talk
I remember one Friday morning
We were layin?down across the bed
Man was in the next room dyin?
Knelt down and raised up his head
And said ain磘 she pretty
The world know she's fine
She start lovin?
She brings eyesight to the blind
Hey, I declare my baby's pretty
The whole state knows she's fine
Oh, I declare my baby's pretty
The whole state knows she's fine
Oh, when she starts lovin'
She brings eyesight to the blind
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| I Stay in the Mood | |
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Yeah, I stay in the mood for you
'Cos I just can't help myself
Yeah, I stay in the mood for you
'Cos I just can't help myself
You've always fooling around
Givin' my love to somebody else
Still I stay in the mood for you
And I can see you everywhere I go
Still I stay in the mood for you
And I can see you everywhere I go
Well, if something soon don't happen
My heart is gonna break I know
Well, you said that you love me
You've sworn that you'll be true
But now you're tellin' stronger
That I'm just a fool you know
But I stay in the mood for you
'Cos I just can't help myself
Please come back to me baby
'Cos I'm tired of livin' by myself
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| I Can Hear My Name | |
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I can hear my name ringin'
Ringin' all up and down the line
Yes I can hear my name ringin'
Ringin' all up and down the line
I don't believe my woman loves me
I believe I'm just messin' up my time
Yes, I have the blues before sunrise
With the tears gettin' to my eyes
I have the blues before sunrise
And the tears gettin' to my eyes
Yes, I get that funny feeling
It's the feeling I do despise
Yes, last night as I laid there dreamin'
I was layin' there by myself
Yes, last night as I laid dreamin'
I was layin' there by myself
I was just thinkin' if my woman don't love me
I hope she's not in love with nobody else
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| Got 'Em Bad | |
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There's no doubt about it
A may as well shout about it
I got the blues
I got'em bad
Yes this awful feeling
When you don't have what you thought you had
Oh yesterday, yesterday I sang love songs
But today I got'em bad
Oh, I didn't know she would leave me
I didn't know she was gone
Well, at last she should've told me goodbye people
But she stole away while I was gone
Yes that's what makes me feel so sad people
Oh, and today I got'em bad
Oh, I could tell you much more people
But I think you already how I feel
Oh, I could tell you much, much, much more people
But I think you already how I feel
Yes, you know I'm hurt beyond explaining people
And it's all because I've got a dirty deal
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