Willie Dixon
dalszövegek/lyrics

 

 After Five Long Years

After five long years I'm gonna make love
After five long years I'm gonna make love
After five long years I'm gonna make love
I'm gonna make love to you

After one long year I was watching you baby
After two long years you was driving me crazy
After three long years you know you still looked fine
After four long years I was out of my mind
After five long years I'm gonna make love to you

After one long year you had me lonesome and blue
After two long years I was begging you
After three long years you wouldn't change your mind
After four long years but I kept on trying
After five long years I'm gonna make love to you

After one long year I tried to be cool
After two long years I was just your tool
After three long years I was on the spot
After four long years well look what you got
After five long years I'm gonna make love to you

Earthquake And Hurricane

Hurricane hurricane
A mighty earthquake and a hurricane
The earth cracked open and was breathing fire
Everybody's running none ready to die
Some going crazy some insane
Saying save me from the mighty hurricane

People scrambling and on the run
Like they were hit with the atom bomb
Some lay cripple some lay lame
Just save me from the mighty hurricane

Rich folks falling down on their knees
Begging lord have mercy if you please
Take all of my money I don't need a thing
Just save me from the mighty hurricane

Everything's Got A Time

Everything's got a time
From start to end
Somebody tell me
Where time begins
Please tell me the time
Tell me the time of day
Tell me must I go
Tell me must I stay

There's a time to eat
There's a time to drink
A time to act
There's a time to think
A time to save
And a time to spend
A time to start
And a time to end

There's a time to reap
There's a time to sow
A time to come
There's a time to go
A time to laugh
And a time to cry
A time to live
And a time to die

Flamin' Mamie

They call her Flamin' Mamie
She's the hottest thing in town
When it comes to loving
She's a human oven
She can really mow 'um down
Every time she shimmy
Every time the poor girl shake
Mamie do more damage
Than the San Francisco quake

Mamie loved the fireman
The fireman had to retire
Said he tried the rest
But she's the best
She's hotter than Chicago's fire

Mamie told guitar red
She could love a man
Till he falls dead
She told Cruda Crall, John and Jack
She would love them all
Till she breaks their backs

Mamie loved her way to hell
She loved the devil
And she loved him well
Little devil running up and down the wall
Saying do something daddy
She's gonna love us all

Grave Digger Blues

Lord I saw the grave digger crying
He had his spade in his hand
He says I shan't bury this woman
Till somebody bury her man
You know the poor boy is dead
Oh but he just won't lay down
Well he just can't stand to see his little baby
In the cold cold ground

What's holding him up man
The grave digger wants to know
The undertaker never
Saw nothing like this before
Blood shot tears
Falling from his sunken eyes
He's too weak to live
Too strong to die

Groaning The Blues

I'm so tired of moaning, trying to groan away my blues
I'm so tired of moaning, trying to groan away my blues
I keep weeping and crying every time I think of you

I would rather die of starvation, perish out in the desert sun
I would rather die of starvation, perish out in the desert sun
Than to think of some other man holding you in his arms.

My heart gets so heavy, Lord I shakes down in my bones
My heart gets so heavy, Lord I shakes down in my bones
I can't hurt a murderer, oh Lord, but I'm forced to weep and moan

Hoochie Coochie Man

Gypsy woman told my momma, before I was born
You got a boy-child comin', gonna be a son-of-a-gun
Gonna make these pretty women, jump and shout
And the world will only know, a-what it's all about

Y'know I'm here
Everybody knows I'm here
And I'm the hoochie-coochie man
Everybody knows I'm here

On the seventh hour, of the seventh day,
on the seventh month, the seventh doctor said:
"He's born for good luck, and I know you see;
Got seven hundred dollars, and don't you mess with me

Y'know I'm here
Everybody knows I'm here
And I'm the hoochie-coochie man
Everybody knows I'm here

Gypsy woman told my momma
Said "Ooh, what a boy,
he gonna make so many women,
jump and shout for joy"

Y'know I'm here
Everybody knows I'm here
And I'm the hoochie-coochie man
Everybody knows I'm here

Gypsy woman told my momma, before I was born
You got a boy-child comin', gonna be a son-of-a-gun
Gonna make these pretty women, jump and shout
And the world will only know, a-what it's all about

Y'know I'm here
Everybody knows I'm here
And I'm the hoochie-coochie man
Everybody knows I'm here

I Can't Quit You Baby

We-ell, I can't quit you baby, but I got to put you down a little while
We-ell, I can't quit you baby, but I got to put you down a little while
We-ell you done made me mess up my happy home, made me mistreat my only child

Ah, when you hear me moanin' and groanin', whoa you know it hurts me way down inside
Whoa when you hear me moanin' and groanin', you know it hurts way down inside
Oh when you hear me howlin', ooh you know my love will never die, alright

Well when you see me cryin', don't let my tears fall in vain
Well when you see me cryin, darlin', please don't let my tears fall in vain
Lord, I don't know what to do, you know my heart is filled with pain

Whoa, when you hear me howlin', baby, you know it hurts way down inside

It Don't Make Sense

You have made great planes to span the skies
You gave sight to the blind with other men's eyes
You even made submarines stay submerged for weeks
But it don't make sense you can't make peace

You take one man's heart and make another man live
You even go to the moon and come back thrilled
Why you can crush any country in a matter of weeks
But it don't make sense you can't make peace

You can make a transfusion that can save a life
Why you can change the darkness into broad daylight
You make the deaf man hear and the dumb man speak
But it don't make sense you can't make peace

Pain In My Heart

This pain in my heart, sometimes it's true
It makes me happy; sometimes I act the fool
This pain in my heart, is only here for you

This pain in my heart, it makes me sigh
Sometimes I'm laughin', again it makes me cry
This pain in my heart, it makes you my desire

Oh, baby, you know it's true
Deep down in my heart dear,
there's only love for you

This pain in my heart, it drives me mad
Sometimes it's good, again I feel so bad
This pain in my heart, the worst I've ever had

Oh, baby, you know it's true
Deep down in my heart dear,
there's only love for you

This pain in my heart, it drives me mad
Sometimes it's good, again I feel so bad
This pain in my heart, the worst I've ever had

Pie In The Sky

Hey you better hear what I say
You better have your fun
Before you get away
Get you a stray or get you a gay
Get you a man or woman
But have it your way
I'll tell you why
It should be a lie
May not be no pie up in the sky
When you die

Hey a lot of crooks are gone
A lot of politicians
And even Jimmy Jones
If they get to heaven before you do
There may not be nothing left for you

How do you know the streets are paved with gold
No one's come back to prove it so
If they got a lot of gold and angels with wings
By the time you get there
May not be a thing

Hey you don't know if it's true
You better treat me
Like I treat you
You say you're going to heaven
It looks like hell
They put you in a hole
Almost deep as a well

Seventh Son

Well now everybody cryin' 'bout the seventh son
But in the whole round world there is only one, and
I'm the one, yes, I'm the one
I'm the one, I'm the one,
I'm the one they call the seventh son

Well I can tell your future before it comes to pass
And I can do things for you that make your heart feel glad
Look at the skies and predict the rain
I can tell when a woman's got another man
I'm the one, yes, I'm the one
I'm the one, I'm the one,
I'm the one they call the seventh son

Now I can hold you close and I can squeeze you tight
And I can make you cry for me both day and night
And I can heal the sick and even raise the dead
And make you little girls talk out of your head
I'm the one, yes, I'm the one
I'm the one, I'm the one,
I'm the one they call the seventh son

Now I can talk these words that sound so sweet
I can make your little heart even skip a beat
I can take you, baby, hold you in my arms
And make the flesh quiver on your lovely bones
I'm the one, yes, I'm the one
I'm the one, I'm the one,
I'm the one they call the seventh son

Well now everybody cryin' 'bout the seventh son
But in the whole round world there is only one, and
I'm the one, yes, I'm the one
I'm the one, I'm the one,
I'm the one they call the seventh son
I'm the one they call the seventh son
I'm the one they call the seventh son

Study War No More

Won‘t that be one mighty day, when we hear world leader say
We don‘t have to cry no more, we‘re giving it up, we‘re gonna let it go

Ain‘t gonna study, study war no more, ain‘t gonna think, think of war no more
Ain‘t gonna fight, fight the war no more, we‘re giving it up, we‘re gonna let it go
We‘re giving it up, we‘re gonna let it go

We will take gun powder to have fun, then get rid of the atom bomb
Something else that we can do, get rid of all those rockets, too

Ain‘t gonna study, study war no more, ain‘t gonna think, think of war no more
Ain‘t gonna fight, fight the war no more, we‘re giving it up, we‘re gonna let it go
We‘re giving it up, we‘re gonna let it go

The money spent on bombs alone can build poor people a happy home
And some good we can do, you treat me like I treat you

No more starving in the nation, everybody getting an education
Ev'rytime a baby is born, we know he‘ll have him a happy home

Ain‘t gonna study, study war no more, ain‘t gonna think, think of war no more
Ain‘t gonna fight, fight the war no more, we‘re giving it up, we‘re gonna let it go
We‘re giving it up, we‘re gonna let it go

No more sleeping in the street, we‘re all happy, whoever we meet
Then we all will shake a hand, and make this world a promised land

Ain‘t gonna study, study war no more, ain‘t gonna think, think of war no more
Ain‘t gonna fight, fight the war no more, we‘re giving it up, we‘re gonna let it go
We‘re giving it up, we‘re gonna let it go, we‘re giving it up, we‘re gonna let it go


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