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Albert King Lyrics


Blues At Sunrise

by Albert King

We're gonna take ya way back, ha ha
I said we're gonna take ya way back [Yeah!]
Ha, ha
(Let's start!)
When the sunrise in the east, lover
It set deeply in the west
(Spoken:
Oh, turn my organ down a-lil' bit so I can croon a lil' bit on ya)
Oh, the sunrise in the east
It set deeply in the west
I've been lookin' for my lover
An' I haven't found her yet
I'm gonna call up China
An' see if my woman's over there
Well, I'm gonna call up China
An' see if my woman's over there
You know, I've searched the whole world over, Lord
I can't find my lover, nowhere (hey-ya)
She won't write me no letter
She won't even call me on the telephone
No, she won't write me no letter
She won't even call me on the telephone
You know I haven't had no real good lovin'
Since that gal-a mine been gone
(Spoken:
I can't see my, engineer
Hey, somebody! (hey, hey)
Where's Mister ... <name of engineer, inaudible>
Well, Ooh!)
Someday baby, hahahaha
You're gonna want me, like I want you
Oh, someday baby, you're gonna want me, like I want you
But when you call me long distance, darlin'
I'll say I have nothing for you to do
Someday baby, you're gonna want me, like I want you
Hey, someday baby, you're gonna want me, like I want you
Oh, but when ya call me on the phone, angel
I'll say I have nothin' for you to do
Woo, thank you!

Blues Power

by Albert King

(Spoken:
This is blues power!
Well
Play it now)
Ev'rybody understands the blues
Are you listening?
YEAH! [audience replies]
I say ev'rybody understands the blues
Ev'rybody from one day to another has the blues
You take the little baby that's layin' in the cradle
He can't get that milk bottle fast enough
He go to kickin' an'cryin'
An' goin' on, tearin' up the little baby bed
He got the blues
Can ya dig it?
YEAH! [audience replies]
Ha, ha, ha
You take this girl that's got this main squeeze
That's her boyfriend, that is, you know
An' he just bought a brand new GTO
You know she wanna be wit' him ev'rytime he cranks it up
An' go around the corner to the soda fountain
This is where she wanna go an'show it off
Where all the girls and guys be
You know what I mean?
An' she get ready to go out this particular night
An' her mother say, "Daughter you was just out last night
You can't go out tonight, that's too many nights in a row"
She go in the room an'fasten the door
An' won't answer the phone, won't eat
Won't talk to nobody
She got the blues
That's what's wrong wit' her
Some people call them the reds, the pinks
When ya get through
It's the old-fashioned country blues
That's right
I haven't seen my main squeeze
In ten long weeks, today
You know I got the blues
Can you dig it? ha, ha, ha
YEAH! [Audience replies]
Woo! Alright!
Ah but wait, I don't think you're with me
Let's ev'rybody get a thing goin' right here
Yes, yes, yes
Can you feel it?
YEAH!
I can't hear you, can you feel it?
YEAH!
Yes, yes
Sounds awful good, keep it, keep it, right there chilin'
Keep it right there, ha ha ha ha
The blues!
An' when you're doin' the blues
They so strong, that's the reason there named
They call 'em blues power, yeah
An' would you believe I invented blues power?
YEAH!
Ha, ha
Can you dig the blues power?
YEAH!
Let ev'rybody say "yeah"
YEAH!
Say it again, say "yeah"
YEAH!
Alright! Alright! Hey! Hey! Hey! Oh! Alright
Ha, ha, ha! Well! Woo! Ha, ha, ha! Oh man! Hey!
Ooh-oh!
Woo!
Thank you!
Thank you very much!
Thank you very kindly!
Woo!

Born Under A Bad Sign

by Booker T. Jones / William Bell

One, two
Born under a bad sign
I been down since I begin to crawl
If it wasn't for bad luck, I wouldn't have no luck at all
Hard luck and trouble is my only friend
I been on my own ever since I was ten
Born under a bad sign
I been down since I begin to crawl
If it wasn't for bad luck, I wouldn't have no luck at all
I can't read, haven't learned how to write
My whole life has been one big fight
Born under a bad sign
I been down since I begin to crawl
If it wasn't for bad luck, I wouldn't have no luck at all
I ain't lyin'
If it wasn't for bad luck I wouldn't have no kind-a luck
If it wasn't for real bad luck, I wouldn't have no luck at all
Wine and women is all I crave
A big legged woman is gonna carry me to my grave
Born under a bad sign
I been down since I begin to crawl
If it wasn't for bad luck, I wouldn't have no luck at all
Yeah, my bad luck boy
Been havin' bad luck all of my days, yes




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