Junior Wells
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Checkin' On My Baby
Checkin' on my baby, see what she puttin' down
So many days
and nights I been out of town
I wouldn't call home, and I wouldn't even write
I bought me a plane and flew back the same night
Checkin' on my baby, find out what she puttin' down
Checkin' up on my baby, find out what she puttin' down
So many nights and
days I been out of town
Hey Lawdy Mama
You wanna go out, babe, too late at night
Lawdy Mama, hey,
hey
You wanna go out, babe, too late at night
I got a real funny feelin'
You don't wanna treat your daddy right
I'm gonna leave in the mornin'
And your cryin' can't make
me stay, hey baby
I'm gonna leave in the mornin'
And your crying won't
make me stay
Lord, the more you cry, baby
For it gonna drive me away, come
on
Big lady woman, comin' home ahead, hey babe
Big lady woman,
comin', comin' home ahead
I got a real funny feelin'
You wanna love
another man, hey, oh
Hoodoo Man Blues
Lord, I wonder what's has got the matter
Wit' time, you
know, wit' time
It seems like the hours
Oh, everything done changed
But I hold up my hand
I'm just tryin' t'make her understand
Lord, you know, everybody tells Little Junior
That somebody done hoodooed the
hoodoo man
Now, I'm goin' down to Louisiana
An' get me a mojo hand
My little woman
She done quit me for some other man
But I hold up my hand
I'm tryin' to make her understand
Lord, you know, everybody they tells me
That somebody done hoodooed the
hoodoo man
Now I buzzed your bell this morning
You had your elevator
running slow
I buzzed your bell, little woman
To take me on the third
floor
But I hold up my hand
I'm just trying make you understand
Lord, you know, everybody tells Lil' Junior
"Somebody hoodooed the hoodoo
man"
Messin With The Kid
What's this a-here goin all around town
The people they say
they're gonna put the kid down
Oh no. Oh look at what you did
You can call
it what you want to, I call it messin with the kid
You know the kid's no child, and I don't play
I says what I
mean and I mean what I say
Oh yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah. Oh look at what you
did
You can call it what you want to, I call it messin with the kid
You know the kid's no child, and I don't play
I says what I
mean and I mean what I say
Oh yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah. Oh look at what you
did
You can call it what you want to, I call it messin with the kid
We're gonna take the kid's car and drive around town
Tell
everybody you're not puttin him down
Oh yeah yeah yeah yeah. Oh look at what
you did
You can call it what you want to, I call it messin with the...
Shake It Baby
Shake it, baby, shake it, baby
Shake it, baby, I'll buy you
a diamond ring
If you don't shake it baby
Ain't gonna buy you a doggone
thing
Shake it, baby, I'll buy you a beautiful dress
Shake it,
baby, I'll buy you a beautiful dress
If you don't shake it now, baby
You
ain't gonna have no happiness
And when I sleep, you sleep
And when I talk, you talk
And when I walk, you walk
And when I eat, you eat
And when I fight, you fight
And
come on baby, the moment I
Shake it, baby, shake it, baby
Shake it, baby, I'll buy you
a diamond ring
If you don't shake it now, baby
Ain't gonna buy you a
doggone thing
Shake it baby, I'll buy you a beautiful dress
Shake it
baby, I'll buy you a beautiful dress
If you don't shake it now, baby
You
won't have no happiness
And when I walk, you walk
And when I talk, you talk
And
when I sleep, you sleep, baby
And when I eat, you eat
And when I fight, you fight
And
come on, come on, come on
Come on, come on, come on
And when I scratch, you scratch
And when I itch, you better
itch some too
And when I tell that I love
You better tell me you love me
too
Come on, come on, it's all right
Shake it, baby, shake it, baby
Shake it, baby, shake it,
baby
Shake it, baby, shake it, baby
Shake it, baby, shake it, baby
Vietcong Blues
I woke up early this mornin'
I was feelin' kind of blue
My landlady said you got a letter here
And I began to sing the blues
It was from my brother
Don't you know the boy's laying down
in Vietnam?
Lord they say, you don't have no reason to fight, baby
But
Lord knows you think you're right
(But you got to be wrong, don't you hear
me)
(You got to be wrong, now pick up)
You wake up early in the mornin', baby
And you don't have
nothin' to eat
You can't buy yourself no clothes, baby
Lord knows who can
you meet
My brother's in Vietnam
People don't you know just why I'm
singin' these blues
You might have no respect for your country, darlin'
But that's why, that's why I'm singin' these blues
(You better pick up baby
and get with it, you hear me? Look here)
The mothers, all the wives
All the fathers, that have sons
In Vietnam, you hear me?
This is to you, always
Oh, I'm gonna wake up early in the mornin'
People I'm 'bout
to go out of my god-darn' mind
Lord, I'm gonna wake up early in the mornin'
People I'm 'bout to go out of my god-darn' mind
It's so sad, it's so sad to
think about your people
Lord, when the other man thinks they're wrong
(You're not right baby, hear this just before I go)
Lord I woke up in the mornin'
You're gonna look up
You're gonna look up and find yourself gone
Lord, I woke up this mornin'
You're gonna look up and find yourself gone
(How would you feel if it was your brother over there, eh?)
(How would you feel?)
Lord, then you're gonna ask the good Lord to forgive
you
Please forgive me for my sins
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