I done ran into my baby and fin'lly found my old blue jean. I done ran into my baby and fin'lly found my old blue jean. Well, I could tell that they
Deep in the South of Texas not so long ago, there on a crowded island in the Gulf of Mexico it didn't take too much money, man, but it sure was nice
Do you remember back in nineteen sixty-six? Country Jesus, hillbilly blues, that's where I learned my licks. Oh, from coast to coast and line to line
Got to have you, baby, even though you say that you don't care. Got to have you, baby, even though you say that you don't care. Any way you want it
Baby baby baby baby, don't you want a man like me? Uh-huh uh-huh, yes I do, yes I do. Oh, baby baby baby baby, don't you want a man like me? Uh-huh uh
Is everybody feelin' good? You makin' us feel good, too! Now, early this morning I got on that long distance telephone and I called my mama. I said, "
Goin' to a party in the county jail, Prison band was there and they began to wail. Kid is shakin' and began to sing; You should've heard them knocked
, babe. Don't you mellow down easy. Got to mellow down easy. Don't you mellow down easy. Mellow down easy when you really wanna blow your top. Shake,
If you're down in Acuna and you ain't up to being alone don't spend all your money on just any honey that's grown. Go find the Mexican blackbird and
Well, I knocked down on your door, baby, to see if you were at home. Your shade was down, there wasn't even a sound but something told me you weren't
Get high, everybody, get high. Get high, everybody, get high. Get high, everybody, get high. Get high, everybody, get high. Have you heard? What's the
I been up, I been down. Take my word, my way around. I ain't askin' for much. I said, Lord, take me downtown, I'm just lookin' for some tush. I been
Deep in the south of Texas not so long ago There on a crowded island in the gulf of Mexico It didn't take too much money, man, but it sure was nice You
I done ran into my baby And finally found my old blue jean I done ran into my baby And finally found my old blue jean Well, I could tell that they was
Do you remember Back in nineteen sixty six? Country Jesus, Hillbilly blues That's where I learned my licks Oh, from coast to coast and line to line In
Goin' to a party in the county jail Prison band was there and they began to wail Kid is shakin' and began to sing You should've heard them knocked out
If you're down in Acuna And you ain't up to being alone Don't spend all your money On just any honey that's grown Go find the Mexican blackbird And send
Well, I knocked down on your door, baby To see if you were at home Your shade was down, there wasn't even a sound But something told me you weren't alone