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Little Sally Walker
I'm in love with you
Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah

Put your hands on your hips
Ahh, got it
Let your back bone slip 
Back bone
Little Sally Walker
I'm in love with you
Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah

Put your hands on your hips
Ahh, got it
Let your back bone slip 
Back bone
Chicken Bone Bone, Chicken Bone Bone, Chicken Bone Bone, Chicken Bone Bone

I have my woman by my side
And the moon lights up her eyes
And as I sit I
when I think how mad old Emmett's going to be
When he finds out he never got to take one shot at me.

Oh, the sun never shines in Walker's Woods;
I doubt
Walker and her beautiful daughter
Pamela, was driving the car
They got hit by a man in a lite blue sedan
Who had obviously been to a bar

[Chorus:]
lights
I wish these days of glamor
Didn't have these lonely nights
I'm on the road to fortune
And I got the suitcase blues real bad 

I guess I
I'm being eaten by lust

No bone movies
No bone movies
No bone movies

Inspiration that's blue and uncut
Can't kick the habit obsession of smut
I'm being eaten by lust

No bone movies
No bone movies
No bone movies

Inspiration that's blue and uncut
Can't kick the habit obsession of smut
I'm being eaten by lust

No bone movies
No bone movies
No bone movies

Inspiration that's blue and uncut
Can't kick the habit obsession of smut
Playin' the blues 
T-Bone Walker, Guitar Slim 
Little Son Jackson and 
Frankie Lee Sims 

Heaven done called 
Another blues-stringer back home 
Lord
Playin' the blues 
T-Bone Walker, Guitar Slim 
Little Son Jackson and 
Frankie Lee Sims 

Heaven done called 
Another blues-stringer back home 
Lord
Leaves burnt by the sun
And there's no wind blowing
See the motor cars with a smiling face at the wheel
I'm watching the little girls
With their
Playin' the blues 
T-Bone Walker, Guitar Slim 
Little Son Jackson and 
Frankie Lee Sims 

Heaven done called 
Another blues-stringer back home 
Lord
Yes, that's what the letter said
The letter that Johnny Walker read

Then John
He got up from the table
Slowly, he walked outside

He was thinking
singin' out the blues
'Cause he's got no one back home
Oh, somebody sighed 
Next day comes they send you back out on the track
All that sweat be
Walker's property

Well the older the old man got the meaner he seemed to be
I could tell when our eyes met he didn't care to much for me
I remember
Written by Wiley Walker and Gene Sullivan
Recorded by Hank Snow

Verse 1:
Memories that linger in my heart,
Memories that make my heart grow cold,
Hey, look over yonder out in the rain,
Soakin' wet fever in my brain.
Now, I ain't certain which way to go,
But I got to move, sure.

[Chorus:]
walker
But, girl, I'd race a mile for you
Just to get there in time
For my peek-a-boo rendezvous

Well, maybe it's the way you
Wear you're blue jeans
walker
But, girl, I'd race a mile for you
Just to get there in time
For my peek-a-boo rendezvous

Well, maybe it's the way you
Wear you're blue jeans
Jerry Jeff Walker

Would you like to know why I feel like dancin'
Well, I feel like I got a brand new lease on life
I got my baby with me, she didn't
walker
But, girl, I'd race a mile for you
Just to get there in time
For my peek-a-boo rendezvous

Well, maybe it's the way you
Wear you're blue jeans
tongue get so thight
This sidewalk love affair
Has got me high as a kite
Yeah yeah, there's something 'bout you baby I like

Well I'm a slow walker
walker
But, girl, I'd race a mile for you
Just to get there in time
For my peek-a-boo rendezvous

Well, maybe it's the way you
Wear you're blue jeans
Written by Wiley Walker and Gene Sullivan
Recorded by Hank Snow

Verse 1:
Memories that linger in my heart,
Memories that make my heart grow cold,