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Otis Spann Lyrics
Blues Vintage:
Beat-Up Team
Otis Spann - Vocals, Piano
Robert Lockwood Jr. - Guitar
August 23, 1960
New York, New York
Piano in E
Know the blues ain’t nothin’ but a botheration on your mind
You know the blues ain’t nothin’ but a botheration on your mind
When you think your woman is gone your woman there with you all the time
I used to pick a whole lotta cotton baby peoples and I used to pull a whole lotta corn
You know I used to pick a whole lotta cotton people and I used to pull a whole lotta corn
I used try to tell the city boy what to do but look like to me he just couldn't learn
Ain't it wonderful to know what to do special when you at home
Ain't it wonderful to know what to do special when you at home
That's why I was raised up working Lord now out there on Mister Mister Charley Farm
I couldn't go to town 'til Saturday peoples I couldn't even spend my dough
I couldn't even go to town 'til it was Saturday peoples I couldn't even spend my gold
You know I would even got scared now I was scared to go from door to door
Well when I wasn't driving tractors baby I had me a old beat-up team
You know when I wasn't driving tractors you know I had me a old beat-up team
You know I was down in Mississippi and people you know just what I mean
The work wasn't so hard but my boss was so doggone mean
You know the work wasn’t hard but my boss was so doggone mean
But I had two pretty horses Lord two of the one that you ever seen
You know when you see me laughing I'm laughing just to keep from cryin’
When you see me laughing you know I'm laughing just to keep from cryin’
You know I done worked so hard I can't it off of my mind
Blues Vintage:
It Must Have Been The Devil
Otis Spann - Vocals, Piano
Robert Lockwood Jr. - Guitar
August 23, 1960
New York, New York
Piano in A
Well it must have been the devil you know it must have been the devil
You know it had to been the devil you know it must have been the devil
You know it must have been the devil turned my baby down
Well I heard a mighty rumbling you know I heard a mighty rumbling
You know I heard a mighty rumbling you know I heard a mighty rumbling
Well I heard a mighty rumbling deep down in the ground
Well it sound like my baby you know it sound like my baby
You know it sound like my baby you know it sound like my baby
You know it must have been the devil turning my baby 'round
Well I cut your kindling woman you know I cut your kindling
Baby I cut your kindling little girl I cut your kindling
So woman don’t you cry tote the fun or goodbye
Well now look how it lightning baby woman look how it’s thundering
Baby look how it lightning woman can’t you hear how it’s thundering
You know it must have been the devil turning my baby down
But you don’t love me baby know if you don’t love me woman
If you don’t love me baby if you don’t love me woman
Why don’t you let it be the devil turning my baby down
Blues Vintage:
Evil Ways
Otis Spann - Vocals, Piano
Robert Lockwood Jr. - Guitar
August 23, 1960
New York, New York
Piano in C
Session supervisor Nat Hentoff
“He had his stuff so totally and deeply together. We could I suppose have done four albums, but we did two. I think everything was one take. If there was something that wasn’t one take, it’s because the engineer goofed, not him. He had an enormous spirit.”
Lord knows I love you can’t stand your evil ways
Lord knows I love you can’t stand your evil ways
Yes I’m gonna leave now baby and I don’t see how I can stay
Yes you go to bed evil mama too evil to say your prayer
Yes you go to bed evil baby too evil to say your prayer
When it come down for lovin’ I done swear your love ain’t there
Yes I just found out mama we been together too long
Yes I just found out we been together too long
Yes if a that the trouble baby your daddy soon be gone
Yeah let’s get together mama divide the little money we got (no we ain’t got much baby)
Yeah get together baby divide the little money we got
Yes I’m gonna leave now woman you can believe it or not
Blues Vintage:
Baby Child
Otis Spann - Vocals, Piano
Robert Lockwood Jr. - Vocals, Guitar
St. Louis Jimmy Oden - Vocals
August 23, 1960
New York, New York
Piano in G
Well I’m going back home to my (baby child)
Well I’m going back home to my (baby child)
Well I’m going back home to my (baby child)
Well I’m going back home to my (baby child)
I wanna meet my baby meet her with a smile
When that train rolled up (baby child)
When that train rolled up (baby child)
When that train rolled up (baby child)
When that train rolled up (baby child)
I wanna meet my baby meet her with a smile
I wanna send my baby (baby child)
I wanna send my baby (baby child)
I wanna send my baby (baby child)
Let daddy send his baby (baby child)
Let me see my baby see her with a smile
I send her all of my money (baby child)
I send her all of my love (baby child)
I send her all of my respect Lord (baby child)
I send her all of my regard (baby child)
I wanna see my baby see her with a smile
Catch the first thing smokin’ (baby child)
I’m gon’ catch the first thing smokin’ (baby child)
I’m gon’ catch the first thing smokin’ (baby child)
Catch the first thing smokin’ (baby child)
I’m going back home to see my baby child
Well you know she’s young and tender (baby child)
That’s why daddy love’s his baby (baby child)
My baby’s young and tender (baby child)
That’s why daddy loves that woman (baby child)
Don’t pay me no mind baby I’m in love with my baby child
Well I’m going back home (baby child)
Well I’m going back home (baby child)
You know I’m going back home (baby child)
You know I’m going back home (baby child)
Well I’m going back home to see my baby child
Blues Vintage:
Country Boy
Otis Spann - Vocals, Piano
Robert Lockwood Jr. - Guitar
August 23, 1960
New York, New York
Piano in D
INTRO
You know I'm just a country boy, and a long, long way from home
You know I'm just a poor country boy, and I'm a long, long way from home
You know peoples, I can't read or write, peoples, please don't do me wrong
Can you remember, baby, can you remember the words you said
Mmmm, oh-oh, can you remember the words you said
When I was sick and down, woman, I needed you to rub my achin’ head
I was born in the country, baby, peoples, and I never been to town
Yes, I was born in the country, peoples, I never been to town
You know, why don't you reconsider, baby, stop and lay your burden down
PIANO SOLO
You know, I been having trouble everywhere I go
Mmmm-mmm, I been having trouble everywhere I go
Yeah, because I'm a country boy, I been driftin’ from door to door
I’m gon’ catch the first thing smokin', back down the road I'm goin’
I’m gonna catch the first thing smokin', people, down the road I'm goin’
You know I am going back to Mississippi, people, where I was bred and born
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