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Well I went walkin’
Just the other day
Then I started talkin’
About my lowdown ways
Then I started singin’
Lord and clappin’ my hands
Then I started stompin’
All over this land
Then I went shoutin’
But I couldn’t be heard
Nobody could hear me
Not a lonesome word
Not a lonesome word
Not a lonesome word
I couldn’t be heard
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Dig deep pay me a dollar and a dime
If you’re lookin’ for a real good time
It’s been a hot minute since you threw me some shade
You ain’t got nothin on pink lemonade
Ooooh ooooh ooooh wah oooh wah ooh wah
Pink lemonade Whiskey and wine
Sugar and spice and everything fine
A cool drink of water ‘fore the sunset fades
That sweet thing known to all as pink lemonade
Help me momma I ain’t from this town
The city sun is draggin’ me down
It’s been a hot minute since you threw me some shade
You ain’t got nothin on pink lemonade
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Ding Dong Dang
03:00
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I don’t wanna hear no ding dong dang
I don’t wanna listen to the choir sing
Ya best be believin’ that my momma raised a heathen
And I’ll be one ‘til my dying day; be one ‘til my dying day
I ain’t here to give you no shock
I crawled out from under a rock
You can bless this mess but I’ll never confess
to the evil things I done; evil things I done
You thought we were Bonnie & Clyde
But I’m actin’ like Jekyll & Hyde
It ain’t no surprise when the full moon rise
That the wolfman’s on the prowl; wolfman’s on the prowl
Hear this wolfman howl
I ain’t gonna get down on my knees
Crying lord have mercy on me
There ain’t no deceivin’ that my momma raised a heathen
And I’ll be one ‘til my dying day; be one ‘til my dyin’ day
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Mornin' Noon & Nite
03:07
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Well I love it in the mornin’
I love it in the evenin’
I love it in the daytime, nighttime
Any old time is the right time
Mornin’, noon & nite
Let’s do it in the high plains
Let’s do it in the boot hills
Let’s do it on the east side, west side
Any old side is the best side
Mornin’, noon & nite
Well you gives me revelations
And you’re a sensation
The hoodoo that you do
Has got me goin’ cuckoo
Mornin’, noon & nite
Let’s do it on Monday
Let’s do it on Tuesday
Let’s do it on Wednesday
Thursday, Friday, Saturday and Sunday
Mornin, noon & nite
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We’re goin’ to the glad rag boogie
We’re goin’ to the glad rag ball
Meet me on the corner at midnight
And pick up your glad rag doll
I said we’re goin’ to the glad rag boogie & ball
Gonna boogie all nite and boogie in the hall
All the girls are screamin’ at the glad rag ball
Are you goin’ to the glad rag boogie? Yeah!
Are you goin’ to the glad rag ball? Uh-huh!
Well don’t forget to call the boogie man
And meet him in the bathroom stall
I said were’ goin’ way out to the edge of town
Suited and booted in our glad rag gowns
And don’t you try to give me no hand me down
Is this the glad rag boogie? Yeah!
I mean is this the glad rag ball? Uh-huh
There’s gonna be a whole lotta trouble
Down at the old dance hall
So leave your blades and pistols at the door
Cuz its gonna be a night like never before
All the girls are screamin’ for more more more
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6. |
Bad Neighborhood
04:18
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Alright now people look out cuz here it comes!
Well take me down
To the wild side of town
Where it ain’t no good
In a bad neighborhood
Bad neighborhood; bad neighborhood
Say what?!
Well I’m down on the corner
With my life on the line
I just sold my soul
And I’m still feeling fine
Well well well
It’s alright
Yeah yeah
I gotta tell all you people like I told you just one time before
This place is displaced!
Well I’m takin a drag from an old brown bag
Break-in glass talkin trash lookin for a place to crash
Daddy Long Legs is feeling’ like a lost soul
He had to hit the streets and roll
Well well well
It’s alright
Yeah yeah
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Célaphine
03:11
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She’s no angel
And I’m no saint
This unholy union
Is not for the faint
Oh celaphine; celaphine
Our love was never meant to be
Oh what a shame
All our loves in vain
I curse the day
I ever knew her name
Oh Célaphine; Célaphine
You’re gonna be the death of me
We can’t turn back now for it’s too late
That sacred vow has sealed our fate
Oh Célaphine; Célaphine
This is the end for you and me
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Winners Circle
03:20
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Outside of the winners circle
Down on my luck
Trying to make a buck
Time has come to play my hand
Two’s too many
One ain’t enough
Watching from the witness stand
The cards are stacked
The bottom of the pack
Ace is up my sleeve
Lost in the shuffle
Another bad hustle
All I can do is grieve
Outside of the winners circle
Ain’t no place to be
Outside of the winners circle
What’s gonna become of me
Ain’t nowhere to turn
Guess I’ll never learn
You can see the writing on the wall
Now there's no tomorrow
And I’m swimming in the sorrow
Cuz this time I bet it all
If it don’t pan out
I’m gonna scream and shout
Rebuke my name once more
I’ve been duped and I’ve been scorned
All I can do is mourn
Outside of the winners circle
Gentlemen place your bet
Outside of the winners circle
This race ain’t over yet
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Back Door Fool
03:33
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You’re gonna be sad
You’re gonna be blue
When he finds out
You been untrue
And I was a back door fool
And I knew all along
The world would be singing
She done him wrong
She done him wrong
She done him wrong
And I was a back door fool for you
and she done me wrong
The stars don’t shine
And the moon hangs low
Because your love
Was poison all along
I prayed to the darkness in the sky not to hear that song
The world keeps singing
She done him wrong
She done him wrong oh lord
She done him wrong
And I was a back door fool for you and
You done me wrong
Now no good love goes unpunished
I heard a wise man say
You’ve got to learn
There’s a price to pay
I payed so dearly
My heart and soul it was pawned
And if you knew me you’d be singing
She done me wrong
She done him wrong oh lord
She done him wrong
And I was a back door fool for you and
She done me wrong
Girl I was a back door fool for you and you done me wrong
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10. |
Snagglepuss
02:51
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C’mon cat daddy
I hear you scratching
All around my door
It’s driving me crazy
I can’t take no more
Oh won’t you please
Just go on home
Cuz you’re a mean old mean old bag o bones
You’re always hiding
Under my bed
One day I’m gonna wake up
and kill that black cat dead
You’re always howling
that lonesome moan
And you’re a mean old mean old bag o bones
You keep on scratching
Scratching at those fleas
And I can see that
You got a disease
You’ve crossed my trail
And I should’ve known
That you’re a mean old mean old bag of bones
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11. |
Be Gone
03:23
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Where the sun never shines
And the chilly wind don’t blow
That’s where I’m gonna go
Oh lord
I’ll be gone; I’ll be gone
I’ll be gone a long long time
Be gone a long long time oh lord
One of these mornings
You gonna wake up and I’ll be gone
One of these mornings
You’ll be singing a different song
I’ll be gone; i’ll be gone
I’ll be gone lord; I’ll be gone
Where the sun never shines
and the chilly wind don’t blow
Back down the road I go
Oh lord
Back down the road I go
Oh Lord
One of these mornings
You gonna wake up
And I’ll be gone
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12. |
Wrong Side of the River
03:45
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When I leave this town in the dead of night
I shall not return
And I ride into the pale moonlight
I shall not return
From the wrong side of the river
Ain’t no turnin’ back
When darkness creeps across the land
You shall not return
And the dealer deals the final hand
You shall not return
From the wrong side of the river
Ain’t no turnin’ back
When the last drink has been drunk
We shall not return
And the final song it has been sung
We shall not return
From the wrong side of the river
Ain’t no turnin’ back
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DADDY LONG LEGS are NYC's beloved punk rock blues bashers that have been huffing and puffing and blowing houses down on a nightly basis and always bring an elevated level of rough and ready intensity to contemporary lo-fi blues with their explosive fire ceremony! ... more
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