Topic: Charlie McCoy Lyrics

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Last Time Blues - Charlie McCoy
Actual pitch: E
Main guitar position: vestapol
Fiddle position: n/a
Mandolin position: n/a
Second guitar position: n/a



Lyrics:
Baby, just as sure as a blackbird flies to the skies above
Baby, just as sure as a blackbird flies to the skies above
Says your own life ain't worth living, baby, if you ain't with the one you love

My baby tried to do me like the tadpole do the trout
My baby tried to do me like the tadpole do the trout
That's get me out in the deep water, baby, then she walks on out

Mmm, good Lordy, send me an angel down
Mmm, good Lordy, send me a angel down
Said "Now I can't spare you no angel, but I'm send you a teasin' brown."

I don't think no woman in this whole round world do right
Don't think no woman in this whole round world do right
If they be good all day, they will do wrong at night

Baby and it may be my last time, rider, you sure don't know
May be my last time, rider, you sure don't know
It may be my last time, baby, knocking on your door

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Your Valves Need Grinding - Charlie McCoy
Actual pitch: G
Main guitar position: G
Fiddle position: G
Mandolin position: n/a
Second guitar position: G

Lyrics:
I say your valves need grinding, you won't hit on four no more
I say your valves need grinding, you won't hit on four no more
Good tires all 'round, handle it with care
Used to pull a hill without shifting your gears
But now your valves need grinding, you won't hit on four no more

I say your valves need grinding, you won't hit on four no more
I say your valves need grinding, you won't hit on four no more
Screw up on your carburetor, tighten down on your coil
Use this good Gulf gas and the best of oil
Because your valves need grinding, you won't hit on four no more

I say your valves need grinding, you won't hit on four no more
I say your valves need grinding, you won't hit on four no more
When I had you, baby, you was in good trim
Now since I left, you running on the rim
And your valves need grinding, you won't hit on four no more

I say your valves need grinding, you won't hit on four no more
I say your valves need grinding, you won't hit on four no more
Wheels ain't no good, spokes all out
You know about that, you gonna have a blowout
Because your valves need grinding, you won't hit on four no more

I say your valves need grinding, you won't hit on four no more
I say your valves need grinding, you won't hit on four no more
Step on your gas, refuse to crawl
Take it to a mechanic and get it overhauled
Because your valves need grinding, you won't hit on four no more

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It's Hot Like That - Charlie McCoy
Actual pitch: E
Main guitar position: F
Fiddle position: F
Mandolin position: n/a
Second guitar position: vestal




Lyrics:
Listen here folks, want to sing a little song
I believe the cold weather is just about gone
You know it's hot like that, beedle-la-bom
You know it's hot like that, beedle-la-bom
Don't you hear me talking to you, you know it's hot like that

Well, the rounders these days don't need no home
The sun's shining, Lord, and it's done turned warm
You know it's hot like that, beedle-la-bom
You know it's hot like that, beedle-la-bom
Don't you hear me talking to you, you know it's hot like that

When I'm gone old gal, want to get you [told]
You done burned my bread in your cooking stove
You know it's hot like that, beedle-la-bom
You know it's hot like that, beedle-la-bom
Don't you hear me talking to you, you know it's hot like that

I'm just standing here, fooling around
You done burned up everything, turn your damper down
You know it's hot like that, beedle-la-bom
You know it's hot like that, beedle-la-bom
Don't you hear me talking to you, you know it's hot like that

Well now, listen old girl, if you're going my route
You better take your time, [know] what you may burn out
You know it's hot like that, beedle-la-bom
You know it's hot like that, beedle-la-bom
Don't you hear me talking to you, you know it's hot like that

Well now I can't use you for myself
You must have be different from anyone else
You know it's hot like that, beedle-la-bom
You know it's hot like that, beedle-la-bom
Don't you hear me talking to you, you know it's hot like that

Well all last night I couldn't see no peace
This burning I got won't never cease
You know it's hot like that, beedle-la-bom
You know it's hot like that, beedle-la-bom
Don't you hear me talking to you, you know it's hot like that

spoken:  Oh, kick it Mr. Man.

In the winter time, it's doing mighty well
But when summer comes, it's a burning Hell
You know it's hot like that, beedle-la-bom
You know it's hot like that, beedle-la-bom
Don't you hear me talking to you, you know it's hot like that

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Glad Hand Blues - Charlie McCoy
Actual pitch: A
Main guitar position: half-spanish
Fiddle position: n/a
Mandolin position: n/a
Second guitar position: G



Lyrics:
You can do me dirty, treat me as you please
You can do me dirty, treat me as you please
But I'm [g]oin' find someone baby, to give my poor heart ease

You can do me dirty, do me like you want to do
You can do me dirty, do me like you want to do
But the way you do me baby, it's comin' home to you

I'm going to the mountain, I'm [g]oin' fall down on my knees
I'm going to the mountain, I'm [g]oin' fall down on my knees
Now if I don't love you, baby, mountain fall on me

It's hard, it's hard now to shake glad hands goodbye
It's hard, it's hard baby, to shake glad hands goodbye
If I had to shake your hand, baby, I'd lay right down and die

I know I'm black and evil but I did not make myself
Know I'm black and evil but I did not make myself
And if you don't love me, baby, won't love nobody else

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Blue Heaven Blues - Charlie McCoy
Actual pitch: B-flat
Main guitar position: B-flat
Fiddle position: B-flat
Mandolin position: n/a
Second guitar position: B-flat



Lyrics:
Would stay here, can't see no peace
Every time I look, I see the chief police
They run me, they run me all night long
One with a club and the other one with a gun

In my house, drinking al-cum-hol
Up I looked, was Mr. Dix and Mr. Wall
He said, "Hey boy, you need not to stall."
"You ought to know I'm going to jail you all."

I'm gonna leave this town, dear babe, I'm gonna leave this town

When he [driv] up, he questioned of a name
He called me, but it wasn't my aim
I tried to hide up under the bed
I could hide everything now but my head

Said, "Crawl out boy, you need not try to hide."
"Get in this Blue Heaven and lets take a ride."
I got in the Blue Heaven and it rode mighty good
I'd have jumped out of there, man, if I could

I'm gonna leave this town, dear babe, I'm gonna leave this town

When he got me to the city hall
I begin to scream and I began to squall
I got unruly when he got me in the jail
Chief got his [trousers], he began to wail

Wasn't but the one thing worried my mind
I didn't know what was going to be my fine
But after I found it was all in [kin]
I jumped up and begin to grin

I'm gonna leave this town, dear babe, I'm gonna leave this town
 
When the judge found me guilty of my crime
I called Dr. Burnham and he paid my fine
The jailer said, "Boy, now you can go."
I couldn't hardly wait until he opened the door

I begin to call up on the telephone
Everybody I called, they wasn't at home
I had a many friends to call
But Dr. Burnham beat them all

I'm gonna leave this town, dear babe, I'm gonna leave this town

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That Lonesome Train Took My Baby Away - Charlie McCoy
Actual pitch: B-flat (s)
Main guitar position: B-flat
Fiddle position: n/a
Mandolin position: B-flat
Second guitar position: n/a



Lyrics:
Woke up this morning, found something wrong
My loving babe had caught that train and gone
Now won't you starch my jumper, iron my overhauls
I'm going to ride that train that they call the cannonball

Mr. depot agent close your depot down
The woman I'm loving she's fixing to blow this town
Now that mean old fireman, that cruel old engineer
Going to take my baby and leave me lonesome here

spoken: Oh, step on it

It ain't no telling what that train won't do
It'll take your baby and run right over you
Now that engineer man ought to be ashamed of hisself
Take women from their husbands, babies from their mother's breast

I walked down the track when the stars refused to shine
Looked like every minute I was going to lose my mind
Now my knees was weak my footsteps was all I heard
Looked like every minute I was stepping in another world

Mr. depot agent close your depot down
The girl I'm loving she's fixing to blow this town
Now that mean old fireman, cruel old engineer
Going to take my baby and leave me lonesome here

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Always In Love With You - Charlie McCoy
Actual pitch: E-flat
Main guitar position: C
Fiddle position: n/a
Mandolin position: E-flat
Second guitar position: n/a



Lyrics:
Babe, if you should stray a million miles away
I'll always be in love with you
Babe, if you should go and never come back no more
I'll always be in love with you
I can't do nothing more, I have tried so hard
You won't write me a line to try to pacify my mind
Well, wherever you may be, what so-never you may do
I'll always be in love with you

Babe, you did me wrong when you drove me from your home
But I'll always be in love with you
Babe, I want you to know what so-never you may go
I'll always be in love with you
I can't eat, I can't drink, I can't talk for crying
But it seems to me, from what I heard, you are having the best of time
Well, wherever you may be, what so-never you may do
I'll always be in love with you

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I've Been Blue Ever Since You Went Away - Charlie McCoy
Actual pitch: A-flat
Main guitar position: G
Fiddle position: n/a
Mandolin position: n/a
Second guitar position: n/a



Lyrics:
I've been blue ever since you went away
Baby, won't you please come back to me?
I've been blue ever since you went away
Baby, won't you please come back to me?
Woke up this morning, found something wrong
Looked over in the corner and a trunk was gone
And I've been blue ever since you went away
Baby, won't you please come back to me?

I've been blue ever since you went away
Baby, won't you please come back to me?
I've been blue ever since you went away
Baby, won't you please come back to me?
You went away, away last Fall
You told me baby, you wouldn't be back at all
And I've been blue ever since you went away
Baby, won't you please come back to me?

I've been blue ever since you went away
Baby, won't you please come back to me?
I've been blue ever since you went away
Baby, won't you please come back to me?
I went to the gypsy, hoodoo doctor, too
All of them said it wasn't nothing they could do
And I've been blue ever since you went away
Baby, won't you please come back to me?

I've been blue ever since you went away
Baby, won't you please come back to me?
I've been blue ever since you went away
Baby, won't you please come back to me?
Some says you left on the Southern, some says the C&A
Don't care what train it was, it took my baby away
And I've been blue ever since you went away
Baby, won't you please come back to me?

I've been blue ever since you went away
Baby, won't you please come back to me?
I've been blue ever since you went away
Baby, won't you please come back to me?
I'm so blue, blue as I can be
You don't come back, they'll have to bury me
And I've been blue ever since you went away
Baby, won't you please come back to me?

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You Gonna Need Me - Charlie McCoy
Actual pitch: A-flat (f)
Main guitar position: G
Fiddle position: G
Mandolin position: G
Second guitar position: n/a



Lyrics:
I give you my money, you left me cold in hand
You taken my money, you give it to your other man
But like a baby need his mother, that's the way you goin' need me
Because I've been just as good as a poor sweet man could be

When you was down and could not help yourself
I give you my money and I did without, myself
But now you's up and on your feet
And now you think you're too good to speak
But like a baby need his mother, that's the way you goin' need me
Because I've been just as good as a poor sweet man could be

When you were sick and said you was ill
I give you money and paid your doctor bills
Kept the doctor coming 'til he got you well
Then you got up and bidded me farewell
But like a baby need his mother, that's the way you goin' need me
Because I've been just as good as a poor sweet man could be

When I had you, baby, treated me like a dog
Had to drink muddy water, sleep in a hollow log
But like a baby need his mother, that's the way you goin' need me
And I've been just as good as a poor sweet man could be

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It Is So Good - Part 1 - Charlie McCoy
Actual pitch: E
Main guitar position: E-flat
Fiddle position: E-flat
Mandolin position: E-flat
Second guitar position: n/a

Lyrics:
Boys, the girls that you hate and won't take them home
They are the very ones will make you sing this song
Oh, it is so good, oh, it is so good
But it won't be sugar, but it will be sweet
They'll make you think it's good enough to eat
Because it is so good, oh, it is so good
It's just as good, good as it can be

I always was a hard-boiled man, didn't have nothing for them to do
But I went home with one last night, she made me sing this tune
Oh, it is so good, oh, it is so good
But it ain't no bee, it ain't got no wing
If you get the right kind, it'll make you sing
Because it is so good, oh, it is so good
Well, it's just as good, good as it can be

Told my daddy about it one day, said, "Boy you ought to be 'shamed."
He went home with one last night and she made him sing
Oh, it is so good, oh, it is so good
I don't want no coffee, I don't want no tea
The new song I've learned is sweet enough for me
Because it is so good, oh, it is so good
Well, it's just as good, good as it can be

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It Is So Good - Part 2 - Charlie McCoy
Actual pitch: E
Main guitar position: E-flat
Fiddle position: E-flat
Mandolin position: E-flat
Second guitar position: n/a

Lyrics:
I got a girl in a cafe downtown, where the [] [] []
She can't cook a decent meal but I do love her dessert
Oh, it is so good, oh, it is so good
But if you taste it once, you want to taste it twice
The reason of that, it tastes so nice
Because it is so good, oh, it is so good
It's just as good, good as it can be

The reason I love my good girl so, the reason I treat her right
She got everything that suit my appetite
Oh, it is so good, oh, it is so good
Well, it smell like flowers and it taste like mince
It don't make you think you ain't got good sense
Because it is so good, oh, it is so good
Well, it's just as good, good as it can be

My girl come home one afternoon, sun was way up high
She give me something make me wring my hands and cry
Oh, it was so good, oh, it was so good
Well, it wasn't no whiskey or neither no gin
Whatsoever it was, I hope she bring it again
Because it is so good, oh, it is so good
Well, it's just as good, good as it can be

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The Northern Starvers Are Returning Home - Charlie McCoy
Actual pitch: A-flat
Main guitar position: B-flat
Fiddle position: B-flat
Mandolin position: n/a
Second guitar position: B-flat



Lyrics:
Some people went Chicago, left the South and home
Some people went Chicago and left the South and home
Now all the Northern starvers are coming home

There's a long train in Chicago, the bell makes a mournful tone
There's a long train in Chicago, the bell makes a mournful tone
All the Northern starvers are on the way back home

My sweetie, she left me and stayed up there so long
My sweetie, she left me and stayed up there so long
Now the Northern starver poor girl is on her way back home

Before the times got hard, [the starvers left their home]
Before the times got hard, [the starvers left their home]
But now the Northern starvers are on their way back home

Most every Southern town will have a [] and []
Most every Southern town, they have a [] []
But now the Northern starvers are coming home

[Bid you goodbye] Chicago, you're goin' be left alone
[Bid you goodbye] Chicago, you're goin' be left alone
I'm going back South, always make it my home

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Mississippi I'm Longing For You - Charlie McCoy
Actual pitch: A-flat
Main guitar position: B-flat
Fiddle position: B-flat
Mandolin position: n/a
Second guitar position: B-flat



Lyrics:
Oh, Mississippi, oh, how I long for you
Oh, Mississippi, oh, how I long for you
Ever since I left you, I've been feeling so blue

I left you in nineteen and twenty-two
I left you in nineteen and twenty-two
I got my ticket, I'm returning back to you

When I get back, how happy I will be
When I get back, how happy I will be
Because I know sweet Alberta is waiting there for me

When I get back, I will never leave again
When I get back, I will never leave again
'cause the Mississippi girls will always be your friend

Down in Mississippi the sun is always warm (the sun is warm all the time)
Down in Mississippi the sun is always warm
I'm on my way back to Mississippi, that's where I belong

I can't sleep for dreaming, can't hardly talk for crying
Can't sleep for dreaming, can't hardly talk for crying
Times so hard in Chicago, the people is almost dying

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Times Ain't What They Used To Be - Charlie McCoy
Actual pitch: E
Main guitar position: F
Fiddle position: n/a
Mandolin position: F
Second guitar position: n/a



Lyrics:
Now, tell me, people, what in this world is we going to do?
Oh, now tell me, people, what in this world we going to do?
We haven't got no money and we can't find no work to do

Now I had a little woman, boy, she sure was kind to me
Now I had a little woman, she sure was kind to me
She went away and left me because times ain't like it used to be

She used to hug, she used to kiss me, she was the sugar all in my tea
She used to hug, she used to kiss me, she was the sugar all in my tea
But she went away and left me because times ain't like it used to be

I used to have plenty money to get on my drunken spree
I used to have plenty money to get on my drunken spree
But now all my money gone, times ain't like it used to be

I'm sitting here, raqged and dirty, so hungry I can't hardly see
I'm sitting here, raqged and I'm dirty, so hungry I can't hardly see
So now I ain't got no money and times ain't like it used to be

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Too Long - Charlie McCoy
Actual pitch: D (s)
Main guitar position: n/a
Fiddle position: n/a
Mandolin position: E-flat
Second guitar position: n/a
Piano accompaniment only



Lyrics:
Too long, you waited too long to come home
And your daddy don't need you no more
Too long, you don't belong here anymore
So stop your knock-knocking on my door
Well, you left me, sweet mama, for no good reason at all
So now there's another mule kicking in the same old stall
Too long, you waited too long to come home
And your daddy don't need you no more

Too long, you waited too long to come home
And your daddy don't need you no more
Too long, you don't belong here anymore
So stop your knock-knocking on my door
When I had you, pretty mama, you didn't have anything to do
But get up when you get ready, I brought my money home to you
Too long, you waited too long to come home
And your daddy don't need you no more