Livin' In The White House Lyrics
by Johnny Shines
in C Blues.
I'm living in the White House
just trying to help old Ike along
Now I'm living in the White House
just trying to help old Ike along
And trying to make an amendment
for things Harry left undone
I don't need no pilot to
chauffeur me in no jet
I don't need no chauffeur to
chauffeur me in no jet
Because I'm kind of in a hurry
I'll have to ride space cadet
I want to live in paradise
Make servants out of kings and queens
I want to live in paradise
Make servants out of kings and queens
Now don't shake me, please, darling
This is one time I want to finish my dream
Thanks to this source for providing accurate lyrics on this song.
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Thursday, October 18, 2018
Tuesday, April 3, 2018
Hot Tomale
Hot Tomale Lyrics
by Robert Johnson
performed by Johnny Shines
in C Blues.
Hot tomale, red hot
Baby got 'em for sale
Hot tomale, red hot
Baby got 'em right here
It's one for a nickel
And it's two for a dime
I would sell you more
But they ain't none of mine
Hot tomale, red hot
Baby got 'em for sale, I mean
Baby got 'em for sale
Red tomato, red ripe
Baby got 'em for sale
Hot tomale, red hot
Baby got 'em right here
One for a nickel
And it's two for a dime
I would sell you more
But they ain't none of mine
Red tomato, red ripe
Baby got 'em for sale, I mean
Baby got 'em for sale
Hot tomale, red hot
Baby got 'em for sale
Hot tomale, red hot
Baby got 'em right here
I got a gal
She's six feet tall
Her head's in the kitchen
And her feet's in the hall
Hot tomale, red hot
Baby got 'em for sale, I mean
Baby got 'em for sale
Hot tomale, red hot
Baby got 'em for sale
Hot tomale, red hot
Baby got 'em right here
One for a nickel
And it's two for a dime
I would sell you more
But they ain't none of mine
Hot tomato, red hot
Baby got 'em for sale, I mean
Baby got 'em for sale
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by Robert Johnson
performed by Johnny Shines
in C Blues.
Hot tomale, red hot
Baby got 'em for sale
Hot tomale, red hot
Baby got 'em right here
It's one for a nickel
And it's two for a dime
I would sell you more
But they ain't none of mine
Hot tomale, red hot
Baby got 'em for sale, I mean
Baby got 'em for sale
Red tomato, red ripe
Baby got 'em for sale
Hot tomale, red hot
Baby got 'em right here
One for a nickel
And it's two for a dime
I would sell you more
But they ain't none of mine
Red tomato, red ripe
Baby got 'em for sale, I mean
Baby got 'em for sale
Hot tomale, red hot
Baby got 'em for sale
Hot tomale, red hot
Baby got 'em right here
I got a gal
She's six feet tall
Her head's in the kitchen
And her feet's in the hall
Hot tomale, red hot
Baby got 'em for sale, I mean
Baby got 'em for sale
Hot tomale, red hot
Baby got 'em for sale
Hot tomale, red hot
Baby got 'em right here
One for a nickel
And it's two for a dime
I would sell you more
But they ain't none of mine
Hot tomato, red hot
Baby got 'em for sale, I mean
Baby got 'em for sale
↩️ Back to Johnny Shines - Too Wet To Plow (1977 Album)
Friday, March 30, 2018
Too Wet To Plow
Too Wet To Plow Lyrics
by Johnny Shines
in C Blues.
Well I was standing here at my window
And I was looking out at the rain
Well I was standing at my window
People, looking out at the rain
Well, deep down in my heart
There was nothing but aching pain
Well it seemed like a million years
Since I sit down and wrote to you
Well it seemed like a million years
Woo, since I sit down and wrote to you
Well every now and then I wonder
Why I love you the way I do
Sometimes, sometime I think, babe
You don't love me anyhow
Woo, sometime I think, baby
You don't love me anyhow
Well, but it's too late, too late now, darling
Well is he too wet to plow
↩️ Back to Johnny Shines - Too Wet To Plow (1977 Album)
by Johnny Shines
in C Blues.
Well I was standing here at my window
And I was looking out at the rain
Well I was standing at my window
People, looking out at the rain
Well, deep down in my heart
There was nothing but aching pain
Well it seemed like a million years
Since I sit down and wrote to you
Well it seemed like a million years
Woo, since I sit down and wrote to you
Well every now and then I wonder
Why I love you the way I do
Sometimes, sometime I think, babe
You don't love me anyhow
Woo, sometime I think, baby
You don't love me anyhow
Well, but it's too late, too late now, darling
Well is he too wet to plow
↩️ Back to Johnny Shines - Too Wet To Plow (1977 Album)
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