Albert King - (Ain’t It) A Real Good Sign

Man, when ya woman kiss ya
An' hold ya real tight
Catch you back tonight
With all-a her might
She whisper words
She never said befo'
You should know by then, mister
Why you got to go
Ain't that a real good sign?
I believe in it now
Ain't that a real good sign? oh yes it is
Ain't that a real good sign? oh yeah
Gonna make-a little love
(Make a little love)
Gonna make-a little love
(Make a little love)
Girl, when your man come home
Ev'ryday from work
He jump in the bath tub
A-wash away the dirt
Oh an' it seems the same man
That come right straight to you
You should know by then, girl
What you got to do
Ain't that a real good sign? oh yeah
Ain't that a real good sign? I believe in it now
Ain't that a real good sign? yeah-hey
Wanna make a little love
(Make a little love)
Wanna make a little love
(Make a little love)
(I wanna make a little love)
(I wanna make a little love)
(I wanna make a little love)
(I wanna make a little love)
Back in my bed
An' I get the urge to roam
I go out in the streets
But I always come back home
Late at night
I knocked upon your door
Should know right then
I'd come right back for more
Ain't that a real good sign? oh yes it is
Ain't that a real good sign?
I believe in it now
Ain't that a real good sign?
Hey-hey
Babe, I wanna make love
(Make a little love)
Oh yeah
(Make a little love)
I wanna make love
Woo!
(I wanna make a little love)
(I wanna make a little love)
(I wanna make a little love)
(I wanna make a little love)
Fading:
(I wanna make a little love)
(I wanna make a little love)

Albert Hammond - It Never Rains In Southern California

Got on board a westbound seven forty-seven
Didn't think before deciding what to do
Ooh, that talk of opportunities, TV breaks and movies
Rang true, sure rang true ...

Seems it never rains in southern California
Seems I've often heard that kind of talk before
It never rains in California, but girl, don't they warn ya?
It pours, man, it pours

I'm out of work, I'm out of my head
Out of self respect, I'm out of bread
I'm underloved, I'm underfed, I wanna go home
It never rains in California, but girl, don't they warn ya?
It pours, man, it pours

Will you tell the folks back home I nearly made it?
Had offers but didn't know which one to take
Please don't tell 'em how you found me
Don't tell 'em how you found me
Gimme a break, give me a break

Seems it never rains in southern California
Seems I've often heard that kind of talk before
It never rains in California, but girl, don't they warn ya?
It pours, man, it pours

Albert Collins - When The Welfare Turns Its Back On You

Now what you gonna do, when the welfare turn it's back on you?
Now what you gonna do-hoo-hoo-hoo, when the welfare turn it's back on you
Now, you be standin' there stranded, there's ain't a thing that you can do
Now you look all through your house, yes, you can't, find a piece of bread
Now you look all through your hou-hou-house, yeah, you can't find a piece of bread
Sometime you begin to wonder, if you be better off, better off, dead
You go down to the welfare
Give 'em one, two report
Something they sellin' you
Will surely get your goat
If you tell 'em you sick
You better have a bad cough
'Cause if you don't
They be ready to throw you off
What you gonna do, when the welfare turns it's back on you?
You be standin' there stranded,
There ain't a thing, there ain't a thing you
There ain't a thing-hing-hing-hing-hing,
that you can do

Albert Collins - When A Guitar Plays The Blues

You get the strangest kinda feelin', that's when the guitar plays the blues
I say, you get the strangest kinda feelin', that's when a guitar plays the blues
Your body gets the message, and you know, you know, your soul has just got to move
You might even bat your eye
You might even snap or cry
The feelin' you're feelin' within you babe
You know you just can't hide
You're kinda strokin' like that
You're kinda bendin' like this
And it reaches down inside you
And your soul just can't resist
You get the same kinda feelin'
When the guitar plays the blues
Your body sure gets the message
Yes, you know, you know, your soul has just got to move
And when the music is over
And it's time to turn out the lights
You know the blues goes home with ya
Soothes you through the night
You get the strange kinda feelin'
When the guitar plays the blues
Your body gets the message
And you know, you know, you know
Your soul has just got to move

Albert Collins - Travelin’ South

Travelin' south, tryin' to work my way back home
I said I'm headed south, tryin' to work my way back home
I'm so broken an' hungry, ain't no money for the telephone
Feet so tired, I think I'm gonna lay down
I say my feets is so tired, ya'all, I think I'm gonna lay down
I got another hundred miles, before I make the next town
I'll be glad to leave this town, I ain't comin' back no more
I'll be glad to leave this town, ya'all, I ain't comin' back no more
I'm gonna head back down to Texas, that's the only place I know
Travelin' south, tryin' to work my way back home
Travelin' south, tryin' to work my way back home
I'm so broke an' hungry, ain't got no money for the telephone

Albert Collins - Trash Talkin’

Went down to Albert's Alley
Pick up on me a Collins mix
Went to the bar an' ordered me a drink
Tried to relax myself
Looked around and saw two soul sisters
They were sippin' sodas
And the other look caught their companions
On the dance floor
They were doin' the Collin's shuffle
Pretty soon a cute little number
Came and asked me to do the stomp polka
I told her I couldn't do the stomp polka
I could show her how to do the Sissy
We were on the dance floor
And I was doin' my thing
After a while out of nowhere
Up walks her boyfriend
While she's standin' there doin' the shivers and shake
He gave me a look that was very icy blue
And believe me, he made me thaw out!
I said to myself, "Albert, don't lose your cool"
By that time I'd gotten hungry
'Cause I smelled someone cookin' catfish
Oughta be something along, with some greens
Told him definitely, I didn't want no leftovers!
The cook took so long about fixin' my grub
I had to go see what was takin' him so long
He was back there
jivin'
I had to tell him to get it together
He asked me, "Can't you wait?"
Made me mad, I said, "No man, I ain't got time,
I've got to keep on pushin',
I got to make it down the soul road,
Got to go, do some turnin' on"
Don't want person, give me no dyin' food
So I'm leavin' town, goin' home
I've got homesick anyway
I'm leavin' this place before I freeze
Goin' home to defrost
Ain't gonna have me lookin' like a snow cone
I don't know, he's gettin' rough!

Albert Collins - Too Tired

I layed down last night, too tired to wait
I had a chill this mornin', too tired to shake
I got a good poker hand, too tired to win
I could hear my baby knockin', too tired to let her in
I'm tired, yeah, yeah, yeah, I'm tired
Too tired, too tired for anything
Too tired to walk, too tired to run
I can hear my baby callin', too tired, too tired
Too tired, yes I'm tired
I'm tired, too tired for anything
I'm tired of prosperity, tired of luck
Sittin' on a pin, I'm too tired to get up
I'm tired, I declare, I declare, I'm tired
Too tired, tired, too tired for anything
I'm tired, baby!
Hey!

Albert Collins - Too Many Dirty Dishes

Too many dirty dishes in the sink for just us two
I said, too many dirty dishes in the sink for just us two
You got me wonderin' baby
Who's makin' dirty dishes with you?
I get up an' go to work in the mo'nin'
I come right home at night
When I leave the sink is empty
When I come back home
She got 'em stacked up out of sight
Too many dirty dishes in the sink just for us two
Well you got me wonderin' baby,
Who's makin' dirty dishes with you?
(Spoken:
Look at this kitchen!
Pots an' pans, ev'rywhere, it's pitiful!
Look at all these glasses layin' all up on the sink!
Looks like she even had a party up in here, too
You wait 'til I see this woman, when she get home
That glass over there, got a cigar in it or sump'in
I don't smoke no cigar
Um, servin' caviar
I don't eat no caviar
What's wrong with this woman?
All these pots in here, gonna run me some water right here
Yeah now, you wait 'til I see this woman when she get home
Pots 'n pans all stacked up here
There's a pot, let me scrap this pot out
Oh it's pitiful an' I don't know why this woman come an' have a party
When I'm at work
Gettin' all this stuff under my fingernails,
Run some more water in here
Yeah, now I can wash these glasses out, wash them up first
Yeah, that's pretty clean now, though
Now I got all this, now I gotta work on these pots a little bit more
Makes me so mad, I don't know what to do
Thought I was her husband, 'stead a maid!
Like ol red chili or somethin' all done got dried up on all these pots
She never fix me none of this good food!
You wait 'til that woman get home, I'm scrappin' all these pots for her)
Sings:
I've done your dirty dishes
How much am I suppose to take?
When I left I had corn flakes for breakfast
Now there's a bone from a T-bone steak
Too many dirty dishes in the sink for just us two
You've got me wonderin' baby
Who in the hell is makin' dirty dishes with you?

Albert Collins - Tired Man

I'm a tired man
I ain't got time to play
Yeah ya know, I'm a tired man, tired man
You know I ain't got time to play
You know I'll always love ya baby
You know I'll love you ev'ry night and ev'ry night and ev'ry day
I have to fix my breakfast and dinner, baby
I have to do it ev'ry day
Yes, I'm gonna fix my breakfast and dinner, woman
I have to do it ev'ry day
When I come home from work
You know I got to watch your, watch your T.V. play
I'm a tired man
You know I ain't got time to play
Yeah, you know I'm a tired man, tired man, tired man
I ain't got time to play
I want you to know I'm still lovin' you baby
Ev'ry night and ev'ry day

Albert Collins - The Things That I Used To Do

The things that I used to do, Lord, I won't do, no more
The things that I used to do, Lord, I won't do, no more
Well, I used to sit an' hold your hand, baby, cry for you not to go
I would search all night for ya baby, Lord, an' my search, would always be in vain
I would search all night for ya baby, Lord, an' my search, would always been in vain
Well, I knew all along darlin', that you're bein' out wit'ch your other man
I'm gonna send you back to your mother, baby, Lord, an' I'm goin' back to my family, too
I'm gonna send you back to your mother, baby, Lord, an' I'm goin' back to my family, too
Well, if there's nothin' I can do to please ya baby, Lord, I just can't get along with you

Albert Collins - The Moon Is Full

I said the moon is full, I feel my love comin' down
I said the moon is full, I feel my love comin' down
You see I met this little girl, I don't think I'm gonna wanna, wanna, leave this town
All my friends call me crazy, you just don't know how I feel inside
All my friends call me crazy, you just don't know how I feel inside
You know I love this little girl, 'cause she's got the little pretty, pretty brown eyes
Gonna take that train in the mornin', I think I'm gonna go back home
Gonna catch that train in the mornin' ya'all, I think I'm gonna go back home
And I know that my little girl know, oh that I won't be gone, I won't be gone 'till dawn
If I miss that train, I think I'm gonna to have to hitch-hike
If I miss that train in the mornin' ya'all, I guess I'm gonna have to hitch-hike
And I'll let my little girl know, I'll just be gone, I'll be gone overnight

Albert Collins - The Highway Is Like A Woman

The time has come, I got to hit the road again
I said the time has come, I've got to hit the road again
'Cause I travel with a passion, and the highway is my lady friend
You see the highway's like a woman, soft shoulders an' dangerous curves
You see the highway is like a woman, like a woman, soft shoulders an' dangerous curve
If you don't know her when you start travelin', boy she can really upset your nerves
But if you respect her when she warns you, I swear the highway treat you fine
But if you respect her when she warn you, I swear the highway'll treat you fine
When she's wet an' she's slippery, then watch out for the detour sign

Albert Collins - The Hawk

I remember when I was snowed in and up at old Shire town.
I'm sure the next tour take me right back through that town.
Snow was up to your shoulders man and that ain't no lie.
Chicago wasn't so cold, it would make a polar bear cry.)
Now when you hear the people talk about their bird called the hawk
Now I'm gonna tell ya somethin' that'll make you, let out a squawk

Now where I live the weather's mostly warm.
We don't have to worry about no snow or if we have a storm.
But Shire town sits on the shores of a lake,
and when that hawk flaps his wings it make you shiver an' shake.)
Now when you hear the people talk about their bird called the hawk
Man, I'm tellin' ya one thing, they just let out a squawk

But man, you should a been there in the winter of '78.
You couldn't catch a cab down on State and Lake.
Now, you know that's bad 'cause, that's right in the heart of town.
And it was so bad the mayor had to close the whole town down.)
Now when you hear the people talk about their bird called the hawk
Oh man, I tell you, tell you, let out a squawk

Albert Collins - T-bone Shuffle

Let your hair down, baby, let's have a nat'ural ball
Let your hair down, baby, let's have a nat'ural ball
If you don't let your hair down, woman, we can't have no fun at all
Oh, and you can't take it wit' you, that's one thing for sure
Oh, and you can't take it wit' you, that's one thing for sure
There ain't nothin' in the world, that a T-Bone shuffle won't cure
Come here baby, sit down on your daddy's knee
Come here baby, sit down on your daddy's knee
I've got somethin' pretty baby, somethin' that's ailin' me

Albert Collins - Stormy Monday

A young man that inspired me on a guitar,
Mr. T-Bone Walker, I'm gonna do one of his tunes
for you ladies and gentlemen
Called Stormy Monday, if ya don't mind
Hello!
We used to do a lot of the shows together...
They call it stormy Monday (thank you!)
Tuesday's just as bad
(Look out Les, this goin' out to you, Les)
And they call it stormy Monday
Tuesday's just as bad
Wednesday's worse
Thursday, oh so sad, yeah
Yeah, that eagle flies on Friday, an' Saturday I go out to play
Yes, that eagle flies on Friday, an' Saturday I go out to play
Sunday I go to church, I do get on my knees an' pray
[We got Larry Burton on guitar, how 'bout givin' him a hand, ladies and gentlemen?]
(Yeah!)
The sun rise in the East, and it sets up in the West
Yeah, the sun rise in the East, baby, and it sets up in the West, yeah
It's hard to tell, it's hard to tell, which one of my love, that I love best

Albert Collins - Soul Food

C'mon children, we got soul food in the house
We got cornbread, mash potato, a-candied yam an' turnip greens
We got a little chitlin', it's soul food
I see the preacher comin', we're fixin' a plate
"Will ya pass the biscuit please?"
Shut-up boy, an' eat them greens!
It's soul food, ya get your stomach full
Want ya to eat, ya'all
I'm gonna play for ya
Ow! Woo!
I see a man headed 'cross the track
Food was so good, I see he's comin' back
It's soul food
It's soul food
It's soul food
It's soul food
It's soul food
It's soul food
It's soul food
It's soul food

Albert Collins - Soul Food

C'mon children, we got soul food in the house
We got cornbread, mash potato, a-candied yam an' turnip greens
We got a little chitlin', it's soul food
I see the preacher comin', we're fixin' a plate
"Will ya pass the biscuit please?"
Shut-up boy, an' eat them greens!
It's soul food, ya get your stomach full
Want ya to eat, ya'all
I'm gonna play for ya
Ow! Woo!
I see a man headed 'cross the track
Food was so good, I see he's comin' back
It's soul food
It's soul food
It's soul food
It's soul food
It's soul food
It's soul food
It's soul food
It's soul food

Albert Collins - Snowed In

Last winter I was in Chicago and the weather was awfully bad
Last winter I was in Chicago, and the weather was awfully bad
They say I was stuck in China Town, for the worst winter they ever had
"I'm gonna go on right here
And see if I can get this truck started right quick"
"These old shoes ain't ready for the winter"
"Oh, I'm 'bout to fall an' break my neck here in a minute, buddy
"See if I can get this key in this door here"
"I know it don't lock it, lock, it done froze up on me an'"
"Lock it won't act right, it already half-tore up anyhow"
"Yeah, I got it now, I'm gon get here an' try to crank this old thing"
"An' pat the accelerator a little bit"
"Yeah, I almost got it"
"Pat the accelerator a little bit more"
"It's cold, that wind just whistlin' out there"
"Oh it sure cold weather out here"
"You get frostbite out here"
"Try it one more time"
"Ya'all, it ain't gonna start"
Yeah, I don't mind a little snow, an' I can handle rain
I say, I don't mind a little snow, an' I can handle a little rain
Now I don't mind bein' cold but this winter, man it's sure insane
"If I go now hit this old gas station,
I think I can get me somebody to"
"Walk on down the street here, 'bout a block"
"See if I can, get somebody to give me a boost off here an' get my battery charged"
"Oh man, this stuff is in a mess here!"
"I'm gonna fall, break my neck"
"Oh get on by man, I'm gonna get out your way, I'm in the street"
"I'm tryin' to walk here, ya'all runnin' these damn trucks an' cars an' goin' on"
"Come on by man"
"Oh man, the station is done closed!"
Now the gas station was closed, and the snow was eight feet tall
Now the gas station had closed, hm, and the snow was eight feet tall
The telephone cable was down, an' you couldn't even make a call
You couldn't go out for groceries, hm, nobody would deliver to you
I said, you couldn't go out for groceries, nobody would deliver to you
In a bad situation like that, what in the hell, ya'all, what-a I'm suppose to do?
"Yeah, it's a tough winter, I tell ya"
"I go back out here one more time an' see if I get this, thing started right here"
"Old battery might be done be at the level, I might get it started now"
"Besides, I'm about to fall"
"Man, I'm gonna tell ya, I'm a, whew!"
"Rough, rough here in Chicago!"
"Wanna get on back across that desert in Los Angeles, somewhere"
"Florida somewhere"
"If I can get outta here, I know I'm snowed in"
"Try to crank this damn thing one more time"
"I think I can get it to crank, I hope so"
"Let me see if I can get it cranked"
"Pat the accelerator a little bit"
"Might get it started, now"
"Oh yes, I got that thing together now, boy"
"She's kickin' now!"
"Yeah"

Albert Collins - Snatchin’ It Back

How can I get your love,
when you keep on snatchin' in back?
I want ya to tell me baby
How can I get your love,
when you keep on snatchin' it back?
Cha' tell me, tell me baby
How do you 'spect for me to get it,
When you keep on doin' like that?
Hey, you want me an' I want you
But you're afraid that I won't be true
I've got your love in the palm of my hand
You change your mind, snatch it back again
How can I get your love,
when you keep on snatchin' it back?
C'mon tell me, tell me baby
How can I get your love,
when ya keep on snatchin' it back?
Hey, how can you 'spect for me to get it,
when you keep on doin' like that, um hm?
Some other man before my time
Must have loved you, left you behind
You're afraid that I'll hurt you
But I won't do anything, you don't want me to
How can I get your love,
when you keep on snatchin' it back?
How can I get your love,
when you keep on snatchin' it back?
Look out ya'all, come on through!
Some other man before my time
Must have loved you, left you behind
Now you're afraid that I'll hurt you
But I won't do anything, woman
You don't want me to
How can I get your love,
when you keep on snatchin' it back?
C'mon, c'mon, c'mon baby
How can I get your love,
when you keep on snatchin' it back?
Tell me, tell me baby
How, how can I get your love,
when you keep on snatchin' it back?
How can I get your love,
when you keep on snatchin' it back?
Um, hm, hm
Fading:
Get your love
Ya keep snatchin' it back
Um, hey baby, uh, ow ow

Albert Collins - Same Old Thing

Take a lot a entertainers, sing songs
'Bout the things they experienced in life
Some entertainers sing songs that they-a,
seen other people experience in life
Well, I'm gonna tell you some of the things
I experienced in life)
The old lady got mad with me the other night
Packed that overnight grip
Got the house by myself, just me and the dog. Ha, ha
Sometime ya know that your animal layin' in the floor, lookin'
at you like, say, "Uh, you done messed up buddy"
It's that same old thang
(Sings)
Same old thang, baby where ya been?
Said, same old thing, woman where ya been?
Been gone two days, today
I'm sittin' here all alone
I been waitin' babe
Waitin' by my telephone
Said, same old thing
Woman where ya been?
It's that same old thing
Baby, where ya been?
I been up all night, waitin' in vain
Without you baby, it just ain't the same
Everytime I go through this baby
We play that same old game
Now if I ever catch ya messin' around
Then there's no need to plead
Just send your soul on to heaven
'Cause the rest is home to me
Same old thing, baby where ya been?
It's the same old thing, woman where ya been?
It's the same old thing
Hey!
My patience done run out
My love gone bad
I really started to leave ya woman, but
But you're the best thing I ever had
Same old thing, woman where ya been?
Same old thing, baby where ya been?
I been up all night, waitin' in vain
Without you baby, it just ain't the same
Every time I go through this thing with you
You play that same old game
Now if I ever catch you messin' around
There's no need to plead
Just send your soul on to heaven, haha
'Cause the rest belong to me
Said same old thing, baby where ya been?
Said same old thing, baby
Woman, where ya been?
Spoken:
("I was at Carol's house last night")
No you wouldn't
Carol was over here, her and the baby last night
Where ya gonna be?
Ya gotta find somethin' else baby 'cause you know
I started to leave you, but you the best thing I've ever had
("Then I went by Mollie's house")
No, hell no, Mollie called here lookin' for ya
You've got to come right with me, baby
No wigglin' of the hip
See the same old thing baby
I done told you, no, don't do that to me, no mo'
'Cause I, I love you baby
I'm really in love wit' cha baby