Across the river, a good woman cried, All because a foolish man had lied. She gave up all she had, to show how much she cared, But the man told so many lies, now another man is over there. That woman across the river, Sweet woman across the river, sh
[ti:Sweet Home Chicago] [ar:熊汝霖] [al:爵士熊·汝霖] [00:00.00]Sweet Home Chicago [00:02.00] [00:08.60]Come on [00:10.78]Baby don't you wanna go [00:16.22]Come on [00:18.42]Baby don't you wanna go [00:23.66]Back to that same old place [00:26.54]Sweet home ch
There is nothing I can do, nothing I can say That folks don't criticize me, but I'm gonna do Just what I want to do anyway, don't care if they all despise me One day we have ham and bacon And the next day ain't nothing shaking But it ain't nobody's b
Hideaway - Freddie King I don't want you to be no slave I don't want you to work all day I don't want your money too I just want to make love to you love to you love to you love to you I don't want you to wash my clothes I don't want you to keep our
I don't care, alone you go I don't care, alone you stay But good kind of treatment I'm bringing you home someday Well, someday, baby You ain't gonna worry my life anymore Now you keep on bendin' If the dice don't pay Can't you see, little girl You're
Have you ever loved a woman So much you tremble in pain? Yee-es! Have you ever loved a woman So much you tremble in pain? Yee-es! All the time you know She bears another man's name You just love that woman So much it's a shame and a sin Yee-es! You j
I'm goin' down, down, down, down, down, down I'm goin' down, down, down, down, down, down I got my big feet in the window, my head is on the ground Let me down and closed that box car door Let me down and closed that box car door I'm going back to Ch
I'm gonna tell you about my baby I speak of her with pride She go all the way to make me satisfied Oh she's my baby, she's my baby, don't you see I can't call her sugar 'cause sugar never was so sweet She manicure my nails, scratch dandruff from my h
Morning rain keeps on falling Like the tears that fall from my eyes As I sit in my room staring out at the gloom That's the rain in the same old blues I can't help, I can't help but thinking When the sun used to shine in my back door Now the sun is t