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B. B. King lyrics
Album: The Incredible Soul of B.B. King [1970]
| A New Way of Driving | |
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Got a new way of driving
Come ride in this car with me
Got a new way of driving
Come ride in this car with me
I ride so you bring back your memory
We'll ride in the mornin'
Put your (???) clothes in my (???)
We'll ride in the mornin'
Put your (???) clothes in my (???)
I'll ride so even
I swear I won't do harm
Well we'll ride in the mornin'
We'll ride at night
We'll ride pretty baby til we ride just right
Come on baby in this car with me
I'll ride you so easy
Bring back your memory
Well we'll ride in the mornin'
Ride before day
Ride pretty baby drive the blues away
Come on baby in this car with me
I'll ride you so easy
Bring back your memory
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| The Other Night Blues | |
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Well I dream I heard you cry
Babe, but I heard you call my name
Well I dream I heard you cry, darling
Babe, but I heard you call my name
Well, it had to be you
Baby, to call so lonesome and plain
The other night when we were lovin'
Babe, I held you in my arms
Yes, when we were lovin', darlin'
Babe, I held you in my arms
Well, you told me that you love me
And no-one else would do me no harm
Well, you told me a lie
Babe, and you told me goodbye
Oh, you told me a lie
Darlin', and you told me goodbye
Well now, it's all your worry baby
And you have no need to cry
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| Walkin' and Cryin' | |
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When I first met you, said you would be mine
Found out later you was tellin' me a lie
And now I'm walkin', walkin' and cryin'
You don't love me no more
Now if there's one thing that I just can't stand
Can't stand to see you with another man
Because I'm walkin', walkin' and cryin'
You don't love me no more
I did all for you, did all I could
All I did darlin', it didn't do me no good
And now I'm walkin', walkin' and cryin'
You don't love me no more
Now I'm goin' on, goin' on my way
I know you don't love me now darlin'
But you will some old day
Because I'm walkin', walkin' and cryin'
You don't love me no more
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| Everything I Do Is Wrong | |
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Well, I can't get along no matter what I do
Well, we can't get along no matter what I do
Yes, everything I do is wrong
No matter what I do
Well, let's make it up baby, try it just one more time
Well, let's make it up baby, try it just one more time
Well, if we don't get together baby
Won't be no fault of mine
Lay it down
Alright then
Well, it's been a long time baby, but it's all over now
Oh, it's been a long time baby, but it's all over now
We can't get together, baby
You were no good no how
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| She Don't Move Me No More | |
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Ooh baby, baby you don't move no more
Oo-wee baby, you don't move no more
I believe, baby I believe I'm gonna let you go
Lord, early in the mornin', baby
You don't wash my face like you used to do
Well, early in the mornin', baby
You don't wash my face like you used to do
Well, you know baby, baby you know that'll never do
Oh, if I should cry, baby would that do poor B. any good?
Well, if I should cry darlin', honey, would it do poor B. any good?
Well, I hate for all my people to know baby
I'm the biggest fool in the neighborhood
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| I Gotta Find My Baby | |
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Well I hate to see the sun sets in the West
'Cos I know my whole life gonna be a solid mess
I got to find my baby I declare well I
I ain't had no real good lovin' since my gal said goodbye
Well, I walked this town from door to door
Gal I love can't find no more
I got to find my baby I declare well I
I ain't had no real good lovin' since my gal said goodbye
Well I've looked all around trying to find me a wife
I got to find my big legged brownskin share the rest of my life
I got to find my baby I declare well I
I ain't had no real good lovin' since my gal said goodbye
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| It's My Own Fault | |
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It's my own fault, baby
Treat me the way you wanna do
It's my own fault, baby
Treat me the way you wanna do
Yes when you were loving me, baby (woman)
At that time, little girl, I didn't love you
She used to make her own pay checks
And bring them all home to me
I would go out on the hillside, you know
And make every woman look I see
It's my own fault, baby
Treat me the way you wanna do
Yes when you were loving me, baby (woman)
At that time, little girl, I didn't love you
She said she was gonna leave me
She'd been running around with the boys
She said she was gonna leave me
Gonna be over in Illinois
It's my own fault, baby
Treat me the way you wanna do
Yes when you were loving me, baby (woman)
At that time, little girl, I didn't love you
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| That Ain't the Way to Do It | |
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Hey baby, you ain't treating me right
You go off everyday and don't come home til night
That ain't the way to do it
That ain't the way to do it
That ain't the way to do it
That ain't the way to get along
Well I'm pickin' you up and takin' you to my house
Now you're up and you're treating me like a mouse
That ain't the way to do it
That ain't the way to do it
That ain't the way to do it
That ain't the way to get along
Well I takin' you into my house and did everything I could
You told everybody in the neighborhood
That ain't the way to do it
That ain't the way to do it
That ain't the way to do it
That ain't the way to get along
Well if you got a little woman and she won't treat you right
Beat her three times a day and whoop her a little at night
That ain't the way to do it
That ain't the way to do it
That ain't the way to do it
That ain't the way to get along
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| She's Dynamite | |
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Met a lot women who could love alright
But nothing like the woman I met this night
She's dynamite, she's dynamite
She knows what to do
And she knows what it's all about
Now men don't blame me because I've been around
I don't understand what's she's putting down
She's dynamite, she's dynamite
She knows what to do
And she knows what it's all about
Now she don't drink liquor and very little gin
But she'll show you how, you just tell her when
She's dynamite, she's dynamite
She knows what to do
And she knows what it's all about
She's got a peal handled pistol
A knife and a razor too
You can't ever tell her, she'll always tell you
She's dynamite, she's dynamite
She knows what to do
And she knows what it's all about
Now you can whip it, whop it
Or hang it on the wall
Or throw it out the window
She'll pitch herself a ball
She's dynamite, well she's dynamite
She knows what to do
And she knows what it's all about
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