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What's Gettin' Wrong With You Track #24 2:47
Sonny Boy Williamson I (John Lee)
(Big Bill Broonzy) 
Big Bill Broonzy - vocal
John Lee Williamson -
the greatest of all these guitar players was a blues man from 
Chicago called Big Bill Broonzy. We played all of these records, 
constantly, on that radiogram.
you, love me baby 
An I won't wanna love no more, now

'You got it Big Bill, take it an keep it there'

(instrumental - all)

'Yes, honey honey!'

'Yes,
John Davis - piano, Big Bill Broonzy - gtr
Alfred Elkins - imitation bass
Recording: Chicago, July 30, 1942
Album: Vol. 4 Document Records DOCD5058
the honey
A-ooo-wee 
Baby, way there over there by the apple tree

Now, look-a-there
She kind-a, big n' fat
Now, look-a-there 
A-but it ain't like that
Now,
Davis - piano, Big Bill Broonzy - gtr, Alfred Elkins imbass
Album: Vol. 4 Document Records DOCD5058
Transcriber: Awcantor@aol.com



(harmonica intro)
on the record.

I'd written 'You really got me' as tribute to all those great blues people
I love: Leadbelly and Big Bill Broonzy. And Dave was playing the song
about that

[R. Kelly]
Say lady, I'm liking what I see
Come on and talk to me baby, baby, baby
Can't you see one night is all I need
We'll go
like that 

[Chorus]
The dollar bill 
Nothin' but stacks get you anything 
Anywhere, as a matter of fact, dollar bill 
Say what you want baby
you

(Ain’t that a freak)

Big, big booty, what you got a big booty (My baby, uh)
You're gorgeous
I mean you’re fine
You’re sexy
But most of all
you

(Ain’t that a freak)

Big, big booty, what you got a big booty (My baby, uh)
You're gorgeous
I mean you’re fine
You’re sexy
But most of all
a fight
He growed all the while I was trainin' forget him I never will
'Cause you'd never see me with right at my heels was Oklahoma Bill
We hit a long
Sunset
And watch all the jailbait roll by

Yeah it's dynamite on Friday night
Under the big city lights
It's all right, all right
Yeah yeah, it's
Me and brother Bill was goin' fishin' down to the river one day
Had a can of worms and a willer pole a big can of minners and a lot of sourdough
Baby! 
Yesterday she kissed me she was so divine 
Fell right down and begged her to be mine all mine 

Held her tight 
Oooooooooh good night
Baby! 
Yesterday she kissed me she was so divine 
Fell right down and begged her to be mine all mine 

Held her tight 
Oooooooooh good night
walked right by me
Didn't even say good luck
Now I ride my 225, they all want to be my friend
I'll pick you up later tonight now baby
If you can wait
walked right by me
Didn't even say good luck
Now I ride my 225, they all want to be my friend
I'll pick you up later tonight now baby
If you can wait
baby
City's where I stay
Got me a deuce and a quarter, babe
That's all I got to say

[Chorus]
She's Detroit made
Deuce and a quarter, babe
She's
and a trucker known as Bill
All the way to Windsor, we've got some miles to kill

In that long thin dawn, that long thin dawn is coming on again

While climbing
Me and brother Bill was goin' a fishin' down to the river one day
Had a can of worms and a willer pole a big can of minners and a lot of sourdough
Eighteen years had come and gone 
For momma they flew by
But for me they drug on and on
We were loadin' up that Chevy
Both tryin' not to cry
Eighteen years had come and gone
For mama they flew by
But for me they drug on and on
We were loading up that Chevy
Both tryin' not to cry
Mama
big time
Big time big time
Uh oh uh uh oh

I'm a baller shot caller baby, all da ladies

Ok, beg for me to spoil em crazy
My account on millie,
of them hazel eyes, looking so good when she don't try
Acting like it's no big deal, smiling underneath that bill
Looking so right it's wrong, baby got