Lyrics:
to the delta, that's where you will find
Muddy water, magnolia trees
And girls who are sweeter than a glass of tea
Chorus:
She's got a southern drawl, a southern
Gatemouth Brown,
Muddy Waters and Albert King
While they think that newer, rocked-out covers
Are somehow the same thing!
Maybe it's true that I'm a cynic
The first time was on a stormy Monday
By Tuesday, the blues flooded through my mind
I knew where I'd reside
On this side of the river
It's warm and cozy,
got some strawberry wine
I want to get you alone
Down by the muddy water
Of the mighty Mo
In an old abandoned box car
Will I ever know
Dance
the water in my lungs
And wake up screaming for my life
In my blue heaven
There's a bottle of Pontchartrain
Chalmette by moonlight
To take away
the kill and drops her in the muddy water
high
And realize that we got God on our side
And it is for that very reason I refuse to drown
You can take me to the water but can never keep me down
So
blue,
or gray, but I call it
the Civil War of Rocks
Rocks come air, rocks come water,
& rocks rocks
Kara tavira, mnash grand bash
poosh l'abas
This riff was first recorded by Bo Diddley, and then Muddy Waters, and then Buddy Guy
Everyone's done it
At one point George Thorogood did it
And it
Attention attention disclosure
An announcement that might make you blue
I was employed by the music police
And I hid so much more than a few
I worked
And I'm having hunger
Pains and gains in this game
That we call a jungle
May 14 the day I lost my mama
Damn
And I been fucked up since
Steady acting sane
By Walter Egan
Don't mess around with this smooth operator
She's gonna get you sooner or later
Take heed of her curly blonde hair
Blue eyes and her
through
Instead, you slit and screamed
"Look what you made me do!"
Everything burnin' up inside
And buried underneath the muddy water
If you can't see it
on the water
They call to me through the night.
They sing of you, their song is blue,
And so is the pain.
It 's been so long.
Oh lord, won't you help me,
spending faces blue
Ima savage gotta have it
My click on that mafia shit
Totting gats whip water an drip
My bitch popped a Percocet
Fuck I care that
the red seven to the blue one
Mark the sacred space
In the name of wind and sound
Say your solemn prayer to the burning fire
Invoke the grace of water
Swear to god
Ooh
Yea will you be
By my side
When I'm feeling blue
I did not learn the blues like Muddy Waters
I heard it in a store downtown
I don't come from the shores of Mississippi
But I've seen 'er when
directions by the atmosphere, creating a blue halo around the sun. When we look up at the sky, we see this blue light coming from every direction, making
Robert Johnson, that Muddy Waters, that James Brown, Augusta, GA
That Ray Charles, that Stevie Wonder, that Mayfield, that Superfly
That Willie Hutch
on me
Funny how I take the blues it
Ain't no pain in me we done did all we could
Do tell me what's next
She said she not one to
Choose I said what's next
muddy waters you can taste where I'm comin' from buddy
Pen hit like Balboa you look-like Dennis when the shits gettin' ugly
Grimy, nobody can touch me
waiting there for me
No life to live - no love to give
No future plans for me
Christmas Moon
You're so blue
Being kissed by flakes of snow which drift
to hell? (Huh?)
In my trap house countin' guala, talkin' to my scale (what up?)
My jewelry box havin' more water than Wisconsin Dells (water)
Trap nigga,
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