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The Paul Butterfield Blues Band Paul Butterfield Blues Band

Yeah, I want to tell you baby, Kinda how I feel. Yeah, I'm up when I'm down, My head is so turned around, I know that it's real. (Undeciferable) When

Walkin' by myself, I hope you'll understand I just walk to be your lovin' man I love you, yes, I love you with all my heart and soul I wouldn't mistreat

One more heartache, baby, I can't take it, now My heart is carryin' such a heavy load One more ache would break it Just like the camel with the heavy

girl What's your name? What's your name girl? Say what? Alright you be like that Crabshaw don't care Yeah, I'm havin' a good time That's ol' Butterfield's band

Get out of my life, woman, you don't love me no more Get out of my life, woman, you don't love me no more, baby Get out of my life, woman, you don't want

I was born in Chicago at nineteen and forty-one I was born in Chicago at nineteen and forty-one Well, my father told me "Son, you had better get a gun

I've been down since i began to crawl If it was'nt for bad luck i wouldn't have no luck at all Bad luck and trouble Been my only friends been on my own

(Instrumental verse x 2) Yeah, I'm gonna tell you a story, that you don't want to hear Baby, I'm wanna tell you a story, one that you don't want to hear

Well, the big bell is tollin' Trouble is heading north Well, the big bell, it's tollin' Trouble is heading north Well, it's so my baby And it let me