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crazy is that big fat yellow moon

Look up that pale light
Well she's waking the trees
I'm drifting in your hoodoo
And it amazes me

That magnolia
said she, 
Junior well 
You gonna give me the blues 
After a little while, 
I just can't. Yeah

Go ahead and tell me 
'Bout it now

I bet my
Casanova
Oh king cobra
Down there by the sand

Luke was mad
And could not
Be a man

Yeah she's gone
Well she's gone
Ah she's gone
Gone gone gone
to suit ya
Well, you're not her kind of man
That deja' voodoo I will if you do
It's deja' vu all over again

She takes my hand and she whispers to me
If you want to get some quality
That's the price you got to meet (and the man says)
Hey, Junior, where you been so long
Don't you know me
I'm your
Ah, my daddy wore a Stetson and a hundred dollar suit
Developed a cravin' for the black man's blues
At five point sturdy, knew his way 'round
Well I met my little blue-eyed dog
Down by the riverside
Down by the riverside
Down by the riverside
Well I met my little blue-eyed dog
Down by
Well there she sits buddy just a-gleaming in the sun
There to greet a working man when his day is done
I'm gonna pack my pa and I'm gonna pack my
Well there she sits buddy just a-gleaming in the sun
There to greet a working man when his day is done
I'm gonna pack my pa and I'm gonna pack my
a million from the claims to left and right?

Now aren't things like that enough to drive a man to booze?
But Hard-Luck Smith was hoodoo-proof--he knew
them that got versus them that can't get, and ain't gonna never get.

Junior had it good.

Man, four years later, Junior got him a nice stack.
Well there she sits buddy just a-gleaming in the sun
There to greet a working man when his day is done
I'm gonna pack my pa and I'm gonna pack my
Well there she sits buddy just a-gleaming in the sun
There to greet a working man when his day is done
I'm gonna pack my pa and I'm gonna pack my
running around
Mama thought I never would settle down
That was before I met sweet Irma Jean
She made a new man outta me

We got pink flamingos in
on the North End Road
I been around, the curtains were closed
And I'm stung by love, stung by love
Baby, don't care about me

I got the growing man blues
Can't
sit there by the river
And listen to the freeway
Just sit and smoke and drink with all my crew (ohh)
Well now when I look back
Over blue skies and smoke
sit there by the river
And listen to the freeway
Just sit and smoke and drink with all my crew (ohh)
Well now when I look back
Over blue skies and smoke
I am a blueblood I will admit that. I dance in blue shoes and wear a blue hat. Live in a blue house on a blue street, in a blue town by a blue creek.
Well there she sits buddy just a-gleaming in the sun
There to greet a working man when his day is done
I'm gonna pack my pa and I'm gonna pack my
I grabbed her by the hair it came off in my hand
And that beautiful girl was just a beautiful man
And old Jim just got sick right there on the floor
Well there she sits buddy just a-gleaming in the sun
There to greet a working man when his day is done
I'm gonna pack my pa and I'm gonna pack my
look at me here
I'm just rooted like a tree here
I got them sit-down, can't fly
Oh Lord I'm gonna die blues
(I'm gonna die blues)

Well the sun
Mmmmm-mmmmm
I's up this mornin'
Ah, blues walkin' like a man
I's up this mornin'
Ah, blues walkin' like a man
Worried blues
Give me your right hand
When A man's been mistreated
When he been kicked around
He been laughed at and lied to 
Well it keeps going down

[Chorus]
When A man hits
Well there she sits buddy just a-gleaming in the sun
There to greet a working man when his day is done
I'm gonna pack my pa and I'm gonna pack my