- A to Z Blues
Look-a here mama.
Can't get along.
Honey I really tried to treat you right.
Now when I come in from work.
Give ya my check.
You wants to raise sand, fuss an fight.
Get a chance to stay out all night.
You left last night at eight.
- Broke Down Engine
Feel like a broke down engine, mama
Ain't got no drivin' wheel, lord have mercy
Feel like a broke down engine, mama
Ain't got no drivin' wheel
You all been down and lonely
You know just how Willie McTell feels
But it's, Lordy Lord, Lordy, Lordy Lord
- Delia
Delia's poor mother took a trip out West
When she returned, Delia lyin' in rest
Delia's mother wept, Delia's father moaned
They'd have wanted their poor child to die at home
Rubber tired buggy, two-seated hack,
took Delia to the graveyard, never brought her back
Kenny lookin' high, Kenny lookin' low,
- Don't You See How This World Made a Change
Don't you see how this world made a change
Don't you see how this world made a change
You can see everyday, how the people passing away
Don't you see how this world made a change
Now some will tell their mothers
Have left those years alone
They go home to heaven
- Georgia Rag
Down in Atlanta on Harris Street
That's where the boys and girls do meet
Doin' that rag, that Georgia Rag
Out in the alley, in the street
Every little kid, that you meet
Doin' that rag, that Georgia Rag (swing that Georgia Rag boy)
Buzz around like a bee
Shake it like a ship on the sea
- Lord Have Mercy If You Please
And we'll all mourn together, all I need
All mourn together, all I need
And we'll all ride together, and face the rising sun
Lord have mercy if you please
So we'll all just pray together on our knees
All pray together on our knees
And we'll all ride together, and face the rising sun
- Pal of Mine
I am thinking today
Of my loved one far away
One that we used to know
One so kind and true
Lover I'm always thinking of you
Even though it's back in those days of long ago
Call me back, Pal O' mine
- Southern Can Is Mine
Now look here momma let me tell ya this
If ya wanna get crooked I'll even give ya my fist
Ya might read from revelation back to genesis
Ya keep crooked your southern can belongs to me
So there ain't no use in bringin no jive to me
Your southern can is mine in the mornin
Your southern can belongs to me
- We Got To Meet Death One Day
And we're going to meet old death one day
And we're going to meet old death one day
we're going to judgement after a while
we got to greet death with a smile
Oh we got to meet old death one day
While mother said to her daughter
Daughter you prepare
- You Was Born To Die
aw play that thing boy,
i know you're blue
dont want no woman
that run around
stay out in the street
act like a flat foot clown