Lyrics:
Sonny Boy Williamson - vocals & harmonica
With Big Bill Broonzy - guitar, Blind John Davis - piano
William Mitchell - bass
Album: 'The Blues' Sonny Boy
That Charlie Sedarka was a-playing the piano
Like he was pawing a dirty book
He bit a hole in his big bottom lip and gave his
Very best little boy
That Charlie Sedarka was a-playing the piano
Like he was pawing a dirty book
He bit a hole in his big bottom lip and gave his
Very best little boy
to introduce my
(My album, my album, my album, my album, my album, my album, my album)
Hope
What's my definition of success? (Of success)
Listening to what
twisting the sterile canvas snoot of
a fully-charged icing anointment utensil. And every time a nice little muffin comes
by on the belt, he poots forth...
Now I'm a pretty big man around this town
I got me the hottest little Chevy around
My sweet little '66
She got a yellow front fender and a gray
room
It's understood
By every single person
Who'd be elsewhere if they could
So far so good
And life's not unpleasant
In their little
It's a big job gettin' by with nine kids and a wife
But I've been workin' man, dang near all my life but I'll keep workin'
Long as my two hands are
Now I'm a pretty big man around this town
I got me the hottest little Chevy around
My sweet little '66
She got a yellow front fender and a gray
The winter days they last forever
And the weekends went by so quick
Went ridin' around this little country town
We were goin' nuts, girl, out in the sticks
and rock-about my Saro Jane.
I've got a wife and five little children.
Believe I'll take a trip on the big Macmillan. Oh, Saro Jane.
A guy like me don't have
to the hills, pimpin', loungin' by the pool
And I love the way it feel, of course, I keep it real
Garcon, come here yo, I'm kinda parched
I want a big Blue
On a windin' dirt back road
In the hills of Arkansas
In a little country farmhouse
With his mama and his pa
Lived a plain old plough boy
By
It's a big job just gettin' by with nine kids and a wife
I been a workin' man dang near all my life
I'll be working long as my two hands are fit
people to buy
Well how's this for a publicity stunt? This should be fun
Last album now 'cause after this you'll be officially done
Eminem killed by
fucking weapon
When I was three I was just a little G
But if you looked in my eyes you'd see the future of a real MC
And at the age of nine I wrote my first
below
I saw my big red school house and the town square picture show
It was really past my bedtime and so ol' Santa said
"Little boys like you should
Cisco Clifton had a fillin' station
About a mile and a half from town
Most cars passed unless they were out of gas
So Cisco was always around
the club,
But ain't nothing wrong,
To have a little salsa in ya blood,
I see a couple thugs,
With some bitch Tennessees,
My town but,
I still got
Now when the big bad wolf got in grandma's house
And Little Red Riding Hood was scared as a mouse
Well, just like her I'm scared through and through
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Tried to make it little by little
Tried to make it bit by bit on my own
Quit the job, the grey believers
Another town where
But mama my intentions were the best
A little boy with big blue eyes a-beggin' to go fishin'
I promised him but never took the time
Now they won't
a publicity stunt? This should be fun
Last album now 'cause after this you'll be officially done
Eminem killed by Eminem
Matthew Mitchell, bi-, I even have
Sweet pushcarts gently gliding by
The great big city's a wondrous toy just made for a girl and boy
We'll turn Manhattan into an isle of joy
We'll go
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