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 I’m Going To Germany (Gus Cannon Arr. R McTell)
I’m going to Germany I’ll be back some old day
I’m going to Germany I’ll be back some old day
I’m going to Germany I’ll be back some old day
I’m going to Germany I’ll be back some old day

Get away from my window, stop knocking at my door
Get away from my window, stop knocking at my door
Get away from my window, stop knocking at my door
I’ve got another gal, I don’t need you no more

When you was in trouble, I worked and paid your fine
When you was in trouble, I worked and paid your fine
When you was in trouble, I worked and paid your fine
Now I’m in trouble deep, and you don’t mind, don’t mind

Get away from my window, stop knocking at my door
Get away from my window, stop knocking at my door
Get away from my window, stop knocking at my door
I’ve got another gal, I don’t need you no more

I’m going to Germany I’ll be back some old day
I’m going to Germany I’ll be back some old day
I’m going to Germany I’ll be back some old day
I’m going to Germany I’ll be back some old day

 Sugar Babe (Mance Lipscombe Arr. R McTell)
Sugar Babe I’m tired of you
It ain’t you honey but the way you do
Said Sugar Babe what’s the matter with you?
It’s all over now

Sugar Babe what you trying to do?
You can’t love me and another man too
Said Sugar Babe what’s the matter with you?
It’s all over now

Sugar Babe what’s the matter with you?
Don’t you know you can’t be true to two?
Said Sugar Babe what’s the matter with you?
It’s all over now

Now all I want my Sugar to do
Is make five dollars and give me two
Said Sugar Babe what’s the matter with you?
It’s all over now
 
Well I went into town and I bought me a line
Whipped my woman ‘til she changed her mind
Said Sugar Babe what’s the matter with you?
It’s all over now

Sugar Babe I’m tired of you
It ain’t you honey but they way you do
Said Sugar Babe what’s the matter with you?
It’s all over now

All I want my Sugar to do
Is make five dollars and give me two
Said Sugar Babe what’s the matter with you?
It’s all over now

Prison Wall Blues (Gus Cannon Arr. R McTell)
Now my head is hanging down
With those prison wall blues
Well the white mule made me a pop-eyed clown
Now I got no time to lose
When they bring you in through that gate
You wish you hadn’t done it but it’s just too late
You might as well laugh good partner when you fall
Howling won’t get you from behind these walls

And the prison wall blues keeps a-rolling ‘cross my mind
I can’t get a pardon and the gov’nor wouldn’t cut my time
Well I once was lost but now I’m found
I’d have left this place running but I’m scared of the flop-eared hounds
And the prison wall blues keeps rolling ‘cross my mind

This is the first fence I ever saw
In my life that I can’t climb
This fence’ll make a high yellow girl turn dark
Make a weak-eyed man go blind
When I leave these walls I’ll be running dodging trees
See the bottom of my feet so many times you’ll think I’m on my knees
And the prison wall blues keeps rolling ‘cross my mind

Oh the prison wall blues keeps rolling ‘cross my mind
And I can’t get a pardon and the gov’nor wouldn’t cut my time
I once was lost but now I’m found
I’d have left this place running but I’m scared of the flop-eared hounds
And the prison wall blues keeps rolling ‘cross my mind
 

 Hesitation Blues (Trad. arr. R McTell)
Got the hesitation stockings, hesitation shoes
Lord Almighty got the hesitation blues
And tell me how long, Oh must I have to wait?
I wanna get you now, Oh no you make me hesitate

I’m standing on the corner with a dollar in my hand
Looking for a woman who’s looking for a man
Tell me how long must I have to wait?
I wanna get you now, Oh no you make me hesitate

Well I met a young girl, I handed her a quarter
She said, “Young man, I’m a gentleman’s daughter
Tell me how long did you have to wait?
You wanna get it now, Oh no you gotta hesitate”

I pulled out the dollar, I stuck it in her hand
And she said, “Young man, well I think I understand
Tell me how long did you have to wait?
You wanna get it now, OK you don’t have to hesitate”

Well a nickel is a nickel and a dime is a dime
I got a house full of kids so one of them must be mine
Tell me how long, Oh must I have to ……..?
I wanna …….. Oh no she makes ……..

And I’ve never been to heaven but I’ve been told
Old St. Peter likes a little jelly roll
Tell me how long must he have to wait?
I wanna get it now, no, no they make him hesitate

It’s the hesitation stockings, the hesitation shoes
Lord Almighty got the hesitation blues
Tell me how long, Oh must I have to wait?
I wanna get it now, no, no don’t make me hesitate

Oh the hesitation …….. Got the hesitation ……..
Lord Al …….. got the hesitation …….
Tell me how long must I have to ……..
Can I …….. Oh no you make ……...
Good God I got the hesitation blues 

Weeping Willow (Blind Boy Fuller Arr. R McTell)
That weeping willow and that mourning dove
That weeping willow and that mourning dove
I got a girl up country, Lord you know I sure do love

If you see my woman tell her to hurry home
If you see my woman tell her to hurry home
I ain’t had no loving since my little girl been gone

Well it ain’t no loving ain’t no getting along
Well it ain’t no loving ain’t no getting along
My girl treats me so mean and dirty sometimes I don’t know right from wrong

I lay down last night tried to take my rest
I lay down last night and tried to take my rest
But my mind kept rambling like wild geese in the west

Gonna buy me a bulldog watch you whilst I sleep
Gonna buy me a bulldog watch you whilst I sleep
So I can stop these men who make their early morning creep

You’re gonna want my loving some lonesome day
You’re gonna want my loving some lonesome day
But it’ll be too late baby I’ll be gone away

Now if you see my woman tell her to hurry home
Now if you see my woman tell her to hurry home
I ain’t had no loving since my little girl been gone 

When You’ve Got A Good Friend (Robert Johnson Arr. R McTell)
When you’ve got a good friend, one who’ll stay right by your side
When you’ve got a good friend, one who’ll stay right by your side
Won’t you give her all your love and spare time, love and treat her right

I mistreated my babe and I can’t see no reason why
I mistreated my babe and I can’t see no reason why
Now every time I think about it I break down and cry

Mmm, I may be right I may be wrong
Mmm, I may be right I may be wrong
Keep an eye on your best friend and your enemies can’t do you harm

If I could apologise would you sympathise with me?
If I could apologise would you sympathise with me?
She’s a brown skinned woman, sweet as any girlfriend could be

Well I went on the mountain and I looked as far as I could see
Well I went on the mountain and I looked as far as I could see
Well my best friend had my baby and the lonesome blues had me

When you’ve got a good friend, one who’ll stay right by your side
When you’ve got a good friend, one who’ll stay right by your side
Won’t you give her all your love and spare time, love and treat her right 

 Candy Man (Rev. Gary Davis Arr. R McTell)
Candy Man my salty dog
Candy Man my salty dog
Candy Man my salty dog
Wish I was in New Orleans getting some candy now

Run and get the pitcher get the baby some beer
Run and get the pitcher get the baby some beer
Run and get the pitcher get the baby some beer
Candy Man
Run and get the pitcher get the baby some beer
Run and get the pitcher get the baby some beer
And I wish I was in New Orleans getting some candy now

Big leg Ida, big leg girl
Big leg Ida I can’t find her
My candy man my salty dog
And I wish I was in New Orleans getting some candy now

Little red light and a little green light
And a little red light and a little green light
Little red light and a little green light
And I wish I was in New Orleans getting some candy now

There’s a little red light and a little green light
Little red light and a little green light
There’s a little red light and a little green light
Gotta stop on the red and go on the green and don’t you miss the colour between

Peppermint stick and a little brass band
Peppermint stick and a little brass band
Peppermint stick and a little brass band
I wish I was in New Orleans sitting on a candy stand

Candy Man my salty dog
Candy Man my salty dog
Candy Man my salty dog
Wish I was in New Orleans getting my candy home

When Did You Leave Heaven? (Whiting)
When did you leave heaven
How could they let you go
How’s everything up in heaven
Babe I would love to know

Why did you trade heaven
For these earthly things
Why did you drop your little halo babe
Why did you drop your wings

When did you leave heaven
How could they let you go
How’s everything up in heaven
Babe I would love to know

Why did you trade heaven
For these earthly things
Why did you drop your little halo babe
When did you drop your wings

And have they missed you
Or could you get back in
If I kissed you
Would it be a sin

No, no,  babe, I’m only human
And you are so divine
When did you leave heaven
Little ol’ angel mine

And have they missed you
Or could you get back in
If I kissed you
Would it be a sin

No, no, no,  babe, I’m only human
And you are so divine
When did you leave heaven
Little ol’ angel mine
Little ol’ angel mine

Stealin’ (Memphis Jug Band Arr. R McTell)
Stealin’ stealin’ pretty mama don’t you tell on me
I’m stealin’ back to my same old used to be

Now put your arms around me like a circle around the sun
Won’t you love me mama like my easy rider done
You don’t believe I love you, look what a fool I’ve been
You don’t believe I’m sinking, look what a hole I’m in

Stealin’ stealin’ pretty mama don’t you tell on me
I’m stealin’ back to my same old used to be

Now the girl that I’m in love with, she’s just my height and size
She’s a married woman comes to see me sometimes
She don’t believe I love you, look what a fool I’ve been
Don’t believe I’m sinking, look what a hole I’m in

Stealin’ stealin’ pretty mama don’t you tell on me
I’m stealin’ back to my same old used to be

Black Girl (Trad. Arr. R McTell)
Black girl, black girl, don’t you lie to me
Tell me where did you stay last night
In the pines, in the pines where the sun never shines
I shivered the whole night through

Black girl, my girl, where will you go?
I will go where the cold winds blow
In the pines, in the pines where the sun never shines
I shivered the whole night through

Black girl, black girl, don’t you lie to me
Tell me where did you stay last night
In the pines, in the pines where the sun never shines
I shivered the whole night through

My husband was a hard working man
Killed about a mile and a half from here
His head was found by the driver’s wheel
But his body has never been found

Black girl, black girl, don’t you lie to me
Tell me where did you sleep last night
In the pines, in the pines where the sun never shines
I shivered the whole night through

Sweet Petulie (Arthur Blake Arr. R McTell)
Let me tell you what sweet Petulie can do
Take your money but stay all night for you
And I’m wild about my Tulie, only thing I crave
Sweet Petulie, goin’ to carry me to my grave

I went up on my mountain, looked down at the deep blue sea
Big fat woman tried to flirt with me
And I’m wild about my Tulie, only thing I crave
Sweet Petulie, goin’ to carry me to my grave

Now if I could holler like some mountain jack’
Go on the mountain call Sweet Petulie back
And I’m wild about my Tulie, only thing I crave
Sweet Petulie, goin’ to carry me to my grave

Now something about me Petulie can’t understand
Treat me like a boy but I’m a full grown man
Still I’m wild about my Tulie, only thing I crave
Sweet Petulie, goin’ to carry me to my grave

Nobody Knows You When You’re Down And Out (Jim Cox)
Once I lived the life of a millionaire
Spending my money I did not care
Taking my friends out for a good time
Champagne liquor and the very best wine
Then I began to fall so low
Didn’t have no friends no place I could go
It’s mighty strange without a doubt
No-one can use you when you’re down and out
I mean when you’re down and out

Nobody knows you when you’re down and out
In my pocket not one penny and my friends I ain’t got any
But if I ever get back on my feet again
I know I will find all my long lost friends
It’s mighty strange without a doubt
Nobody wants to know you when you’re down and when you’re out
I mean when you’re down and out

But if I ever get back on my feet again
I know I will find all my long lost friends
It’s mighty strange without a doubt
No-one wants to know you when you’re down and when you’re out
I mean when you’re down and out

Nobody knows you when you’re down and out
In my pocket not one single penny and my friends well I ain’t got any
But if I ever get my hands on a dollar again
I’m gonna hang on to it ‘til that old eagle grins
It’s mighty strange without a doubt
No-one wants to know you when you’re down and when you’re out
I mean when you’re down and out

Once I lived the life of a millionaire
Spending my money Lord I did not care
Taking my friends out for a good time
I bought them Champagne liquor and the very best bootleg wine
But then I began to fall so low
Didn’t have no friends and no place that I could go
It’s mighty strange without a doubt
No gal can use you when you’re down and when you’re out
I mean when you’re down and out

Lovin’ I Crave (Arthur Blake Arr. R McTell)
Listen here mama I got a complaint to make
If things don’t get better gonna jump into the lake
For a long, long time I’ve been your slave
Just because you got the kind of lovin’ I crave
Well do you think that’s right, mama do you think that’s right

Come home last night throw my dinner down to me
Then you go out and stay out all night ‘til three
For a long, long time I’ve been your slave
Just because you got the kind of lovin’ I crave
Well do you think that’s right, mama do you think that’s right

Now you know that ain’t right
You never did treat me right
Never have treat’ me right
And I’m not gonna treat you right no more

Now the other night slept out in your back-yard
I tried to get in but your other man had me barred
For a long, long time I’ve been your slave
Just because you got the kind of lovin’ I crave
Well do you think that’s right, mama do you think that’s right

I’ve been lovin’ you mama for a long, long time
You treat me so bad you took my last dime
For a long, long time I’ve been your slave
Just because you got the kind of lovin’ I crave
Well do you think that’s right, mama do you think that’s right

Well I’m goin’ away to leave you mama and the time ain’t long
Let the other man take care of you baby when I’m gone
For a long, long time I’ve been your slave
Just because you got the kind of lovin’ I crave
Well do you think that’s right mama, do you think that’s right

Dying Crapshooter’s Blues (Blind Willie McTell Arr. R McTell)
Little Jessie was a gambler night and day
He used crooked cards and dice
Simple guy good hearted but he had no soul
Heart was hard and cold like ice

Jessie was a wild reckless gambler won a gang of change
Though many gambled hard he led in vain
He began to lose his money he began to be blue
Sitting all alone his heart it even turned to stone
What broke his heart when he was all alone
Sweet Lorene had packed up and gone

Police walked up and shot my friend Jessie down
And the debtor died today

There was a gang of gamblers at his bedside
And here are the words he had to say:
Guess I ought to know the like of how I wanna go

Eight crapshooters to be my pallbearers
Let ‘em be veiled down in black
I want nine men going to the graveyard Bubba
And eight men coming back

I want a gang of gamblers round my coffin side
And a crooked card printed on my hearse
Don’t say the crapshooter should ever grieve over me
My life been a doggone curse

Seven poker players to the graveyard
Dig my grave with the ace of spades
I want twelve policemen in my funeral march
I want a black jack player to lead the parade

I want the judge who listed and jailed me fourteen times
Put a pair of dice in my shoes
And let a deck of cards be my tombstone
I got the dying crapshooter’s blues

Sixteen real crapshooters
Sixteen bootleggers to sing a song
Eight racket men caught gambling
Couple of drinks bought while I’m rolling along

I want twenty two women out of the Hav’land hotel
And twenty six off South Belle
Twenty six women out of North Atlanta
But Jessie didn’t go down so swell

His head was aching his heart was thumping
Little Jessie went to hell now bouncing and jumping
Folks don’t be standing round here crying
He wants everyone to do the Charlston whilst he’s dying

One foot up toe nail dragging
Throw my buddy Jessie in the Hoodoo wagon
Come here mama with that can of booze
The dying crapshooter’s leaving the world
Dying crapshooter’s going down slow
I got the dying crapshooter’s blues

This’ll Bring You Back (Memphis Jug Band Arr. R McTell)
My father was a jockey, learned me to ride
You may know by that I got a job any time
Well you may leave but this’ll bring you back

I walked around the corner to the peanut stand
My girl got stuck on the peanut man
Well you may go but this’ll bring you back

Well you quit me pretty mama ‘cos you wouldn’t be my boss
Well a rolling stone don’t gather no moss
Now you may leave but this’ll bring you back

Got a nickel’s worth o’ meal a dime’s worth o’ lard
Beat everything in Jedburgh’s yard
You may leave but this’ll bring you back
I’m satisfied, I’m satisfied
My cold long shaker’s by my side
Whatever that means this’ll bring you back, back, bring you back

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