His Best

Well, somebody knocking on my door
Well, somebody knocking on my door
Well, I’m so worried, don’t know where to go

Well, somebody calling me, calling on my telephone
Well, somebody calling me, over my telephone
Well, keep on calling, tell them I’m not at home

How many more years, have I got to let you dog me around
How many more years, have I got to let you dog me around
I’d soon rather be dead, sleeping six feet in the ground

I’m gonna fall on my knees, I’m gonna raise up my right hand
I’m gonna fall on my knees, I’m gonna raise up my right hand
Say I’d feel much better darling, if you’d just only understand

I’m going upstairs, I’m gonna bring back down my clothes
I’m going upstairs, I’m gonna bring back down my clothes, do them all
If anybody ask about me, just tell’em I walked out on

If you’re a long way from home, can’t sleep at night
Grab your telephone, something just ain’t right
That’s evil, evil is goin' on wrong
I am warnin' ya brother, you better watch your happy home

Well, long way from home and, can’t sleep at all
You know another mule is, kickin' in your stall
That’s evil, evil is goin' on wrong
I am warnin' ya brother, you better watch your happy home

"You better catch him, 'cause somethin’s wrong, in your home"

Well, if ya call her on the telephone, and she answers awful slow
Grab the first train smokin', if you have to hobo
That’s evil, evil is goin' on wrong
I am warnin' ya brother, you better watch your happy home

If you make it to your house, knock on the front door
Run around to the back, you’ll catch him, just before he go
That’s evil, evil is goin' on
I am warnin' ya brother, you better watch your happy home

I wore my forty four so long, I’ve made my shoulder sore
I wore my forty four so long, I done made my shoulder sore
Well, I’m wonderin' everybody, where’d my baby go

Well, I’m so mad this mornin', I don’t know where in the world to go
Well, I’m so mad this mornin', I don’t know where in the world to go
Well, I’m lookin' for me some money, pawned gun to have some gold

Whoa, smokestack lightning
Shinin', just like gold
Ah, don’t ya hear me cryin'?
A-whoo-hoo, ooh
Whooo…​
Whoa-oh, tell me, baby
What’s the, matter here?
Ah, don’t ya hear me cryin'?
Whoo-hoo, whoo-hoo
Whooo…​

Whoa-oh, tell me, baby
Where did ya, stay last night?
Ah, don’t ya hear me cryin'?
Whoo-hoo, whoo-hoo
Whooo…​
Whoa-oh, stop your train
Let a, poor boy ride
Why don’t ya hear me cryin'?
Whoo-hoo, whoo-hoo
Whooo…​.

Whoa-oh, fare ya well
Never see, a you no more
Ah, don’t ya hear me cryin'?
Ooh, whoo-hoo, whoo-hoo
Whooo…​
Whoa-oh, who been here baby since
I-I been gone, a little, bitty boy?
Girl, be on
A-whoo-hoo, whoo-hoo
Whooo…​

Oh, I asked her for water, she brought me gasoline
Oh, I asked her for water, she brought me gasoline
That’s the troublingest woman, that I ever seen

The church bell tollin', the hearse come driving slow
The church bell tollin', the hearse come driving slow
I hope my baby, don’t leave me no more

Oh tell me baby, when are you coming back home?
Oh tell me baby, when are you coming back home?
You know I love you baby, but you’ve been gone too long

My baby caught the train
Left me all alone
My baby caught the train
Left me all alone
She knows I love her
She doin' me wrong

My baby bought the ticket
Long as her right arm
My baby bought the ticket
Long as my right arm
She says she’s gonna ride
Long as I been from home

Well who been talking
Everything that I do
Well who been talking
Everything that I do
Well you is my baby
I hate to lose

Well good bye baby
Hate to see you go
Well good bye baby
Hate to see you go
You know I love you
I’m the causin' of it all

I’m the causin' of it all…​

One summer day
She went away
She gone an left me
She gone to stay
But now she gone
An' I don’t worry
'Cause I’m sittin' on top of the world

Works all the summer
And worked all the fall
I had to take my Christmas
In my over-halls*
But now she’s gone
An' I don’t worry
Because I’m sittin' on top of the world

Goin' down to the freight yard
Just to meet a freight train
I’m gon' leave this town
Work has done gotten too hard
But now she’s gone
And I don’t worry
Because I’m sittin' on top of the world

One summer day
She went away
She gone an left me
She gone to stay
But now she gone
And I don’t worry
Because I’m sittin' on top of the world

Pretty baby
If you hear me howlin', calling on my darlin'

She’s hot like red pepper. Sweet like cherry wine
I’m so glad she love me. Love me all the time
She’s my little baby, sweet as she can be
All this love she’s got, do belongs to me
If you hear me howlin', calling on my darlin'

My baby. Come on home. I love you. Come on home
If you hear me howlin', calling on my darlin'

Every time she kiss me, she makes the lights go out
From early in the morning, she makes me jump and shout
This bad love she got, makes me laugh and cry
Makes me really know, that I’m too young to die
If you hear me howlin', calling on my darlin'

Come on. I love you. Pretty baby
If you hear me howlin', calling on my darlin'…​

Tell Automatic Slim
Tell Razor Totin' Jim
Tell Butcher Knife Totin' Annie
Tell Fast Talking Fanny
We gonna pitch a ball
A down to that union hall
We gonna romp and tromp till midnight
We gonna fuss and fight till daylight
We gonna pitch a wang dang doodle
All night long
All night long
All night long
We gonna pitch a wang dang doodle
All night long

Tell Kudu-Crawlin' Red
Tell Abyssinian Ned
Tell ol' Pistol Pete
Everybody gonna meet
Tonight we need no rest
We really gonna throw a mess
We gonna to break out all of the windows
We gonna kick down all the doors
We gonna pitch a wang dang doodle
All night long
All night long
All night long
All night long
We gonna pitch a wang dang doodle
All night long

Tell Fats and Washboard Sam
That everybody gonna to jam
Tell Shaky and Boxcar Joe
We got sawdust on the floor
Tell Peg and Caroline Dye
We gonna have a time
When the fish scent fill the air
There’ll be snuff juice everywhere
We gonna pitch a wang dang doodle
All night long
All night long
All night long
We gonna pitch a wang dang doodle
All night long

I am a back door man
I am a back door man
Well, the men don’t know
But the little girls understand

When everybody’s tryin' to sleep
I’m somewhere making my midnight creep
Yeah, in the morning the rooster crow
Something tell me I got to go

I am a back door man
I am a back door man
Well, the men don’t know
But little girls understand

They take me to the doctor, shot full o' holes
Nurse cried, please save the soul
Killed him for murder, first degree
Judge wife cried, let the man go free

I am a back door man
I am back door man
Well, the men don’t know
But little girls understand

Stand out there, cop’s wife cried, don’t take him down
Rather be dead, six feets in the ground
When you come home, you can eat pork and beans
I eats mo' chicken any man seen

I am back door man
I am back door man

It could be a spoonful of diamonds
Could be a spoonful of gold
Just a little spoon of your precious love
Satisfy my soul

Men lied about a little
Some of them cried about little
Some of them died about a little spoon
Everything fightin' about a spoonful
That spoon, that spoon, that

It could be a spoonful of coffee
Could be a spoonful of tea
But a little spoon of your precious love
Good enough for me

Men lied about that
Some of them died about that
Some of them cried about that
Everybody fightin' about a spoonful
That spoon, that spoon, that

It could be a spoonful of water
Save you from the desert sand
But one spoon of lead from a .45
Save you from another man

Men lied about that
Some of them cried about that
Some of them died about that
Everybody fightin' about a spoonful
That spoon, that spoon, that

That spoon, dat spoon, dat spoonful

Sho' look good but you don’t mean a thing to me
Sho' look good but you don’t mean a thing to me
I got a hip shakin' li’l mama, shake like a willow tree

You went away baby, you got back a little too late
You went away baby, you got back a little too late
I got a cool shakin' baby, shake like jello on a plate

When my baby walk you know she’s fine and mellow
When my baby walk you know she’s fine and mellow
Every time she stop, her flesh, it shake like jello

Oh, shake it baby
Shake it for me
Oh, shake, little baby
Shake it for me
Oh, shake it little baby, now
Shake like a willow tree
I love you, shake it

I have a little red rooster
Too lazy to crow for day
I have a little red rooster
Too lazy to crow for day
Keep everything in the barnyard
Upset in every way

Oh the dogs begin to bark
And the hound begin to howl
Oh the dogs begin to bark
Hound begin to howl
Ooh watch out strange kind people
Cause little red rooster is on the prowl

If you see my little red rooster
Please drag him home
If you see my little red rooster
Please drag him home
There ain’t no peace in the barnyard
Since the little red rooster been gone

I have a little red rooster
Too lazy to crow for day
I have a little red rooster
Too lazy to crow for day
Keep everything in the barnyard
Upset in every way

Well, I ain’t superstitious
Black cat just cross my trail
Well, I ain’t superstitious
Oh, the black cat just cross my trail
Don’t sweep me with no broom
I might get put in jail

When my right hand itches
I gets somebody for sure
When my right hand itches
I gets somebody for sure
But when my left eye jump
Somebody got to go

Well, the dogs are howlin'
All over the neighborhood
Whoa, the dogs are howlin'
All over the neighborhood
That is true sign of death
Baby, that ain’t no good

Well, I ain’t superstitious
Black cat just cross my trail
Well, I ain’t superstitious
Black cat just cross my trail
Don’t sweep me with no broom
I just might get put in jail

Man
You know I don’t enjoy things that kings and queens will never have
And things kings and queens can never get
And they don’t even know about
And good times, mmm..

I have had my fun
If I never get well no more
I have had my fun
If I never get well no more
Oh my health is fading
Oh yes I’m going down slow

Now lookit here
I did not say I was a millionaire
But I said I have spent more money than a millionaire
'Cause if I had kept all the money then I already had spent
Then I would’ve been a millionaire a long time ago
And women, great googly moogly

Please write my mother
Tell her the shape I’m in
Please write my mother
Tell her the shape I’m in
Tell her to pray for her son
Forgive me for my sins

Well, all you girls think
The days are dawned
You don’t have to worry
You can have your fun

Take me, baby
For your little boy
Because three hundred pounds
Of a heavenly joy

This is it, this is it
Look what you get

You’ve been bending
And hiding 'round behind his back
And you got your man
That you don’t like

Throw that Jack, baby
Outta your mind
Follow me, baby
And have a real good time

This is it, this is it
Look what you get

Hoy, hoy
I’m the boy
I’ve got three hundred pounds
Of a heavenly joy

I’m so glad
That you understand
I’m three hundred pounds
Of muscle and man

This is it, this is it
Look what you get

Her lips are sweet, her legs are big
Her looks can make you dance the jig
Her touch is so soft, her heart is so warm
What knocks me out is your hidden charms

Her voice is so soft, her love is so true
I think about her, that’s all I do
She’s weak and wanton in my arms
What moves me, darling, is your hidden charms

When I hold you in my arms
Brings out all of your hidden charms

Her kiss is so pure as the morning dew
A real gone love is exciting too
Her eyes that talk, they say come on
What kills me, baby, is your hidden charms

When I hold you in my arms
Brings out all of your hidden charms

Some folk built like this
Some folk built like that
But the way I’m built
Don’t you call me fat
Because I’m built for comfort
I ain’t built for speed
But I got everything
All a good girl need

Some folk rip and roar
Some folk b’lieve in signs
But if you want me baby
You got to take your time
Because I’m built for comfort
I ain’t built for speed
But I got everything
All the good girl need

I ain’t got no diamonds
I ain’t got no gold
But I do have love
To satisfy your soul
Because I’m built for comfort
I ain’t built for speed
But I got everything
All a good girl need

I should’a quit you, long time ago
I should’a quit you, baby, long time ago
I should’a quit you, and went on to Mexico

If I ha’da followed, my first mind
If I ha’da followed, my first mind
I’d’a been gone, since my second time

I should’a went on, when my friend come from Mexico at me
I should’a went on, when my friend come from Mexico at me
I was foolin' with ya baby, I let ya put me on the killin' floor

Lord knows, I should’a been gone
Lord knows, I should’a been gone
And I wouldn’t’ve been here, down on the killin' floor