Topic: Mississippi Sheiks Lyrics

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It's Done Got Wet - Mississippi Sheiks
Actual pitch: A-flat
Main guitar position: G
Fiddle position: G
Mandolin position: n/a
Second guitar position: n/a



Lyrics:
For seventeen years, a-bone dry
I wanted to drink so bad, I was about to die
Oh, it's done gone wet, oh, it's done gone wet
There's no more worrying, oh, it's done gone wet

No more drinking homemade corn
Walk to the bar and get your bottled in bond
Oh, it's done gone wet, oh, it's done gone wet
There's no more worrying, oh, it's done gone wet

Every time they try to live up to the bond run law
They always a-breaking some bootlegger's jaw
Oh, it's done gone wet, oh, it's done gone wet
There's no more worrying, oh, it's done gone wet

They took the bootlegger, locked him in jail
Couldn't find nobody for to go his bail
Oh, it's done gone wet, oh, it's done gone wet
There's no more worrying, oh, it's done gone wet

Old Aunt Dinah always had liquor for sale
She always had a free ride to the jail
Now, it's done gone wet, now it's done gone wet
There's no more worrying, oh, it's done gone wet

I'm glad to see these times again
I can't get whiskey, I'll get drunk offa gin
Oh, it's done gone wet, oh, it's done gone wet
There's no more worrying, oh, it's done gone wet

One thing here is never, no more
You can get whiskey anywhere you go
Oh, it's done gone wet, oh, it's done gone wet
There's no more worrying, oh, it's done gone wet

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Pencil Won't Write No More - Mississippi Sheiks
Actual pitch: A-flat
Main guitar position: G
Fiddle position: G
Mandolin position: n/a
Second guitar position: n/a



Lyrics:
I just worry and I wonder, baby, everywhere I go
I just worry and I wonder, baby, everywhere I go
Just thinking about my old pencil, it won't write no more

Everybody is-a-thinking what a time you once had
Everybody's-a-thinking what a time you once had
It can't be no more, because the lead is gone bad

I used to write with my pencil and I would always leave my sign
I used to write with my pencil, I would always leave my sign
Now the lead is gone bad, I can't even draw a line

This is the talk everywhere I go
This is the talk everywhere I go
About the lead is gone bad, my old pencil won't write no more

Lord, I really do believe that this is going to take my life
Oh, I really believe this is going to take my life
Can't find the lead in my pencil even with my old pocketknife

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I Am The Devil - Mississippi Sheiks
Actual pitch: A-flat
Main guitar position: G
Fiddle position: G
Mandolin position: n/a
Second guitar position: n/a



Lyrics:
Yes, I'm the devil, oh, and I don't care none
Yes, I'm the devil, oh, and I don't care none
I say yeah, I am the devil, I'm gonna take souls by they come

It have been times that you was done well
But you come down here and you gonna catch some hell
Yes, I'm the devil, oh, and I don't care none
I say yeah, I am the devil, I'm gonna take souls by they come

Going to town tonight, all across the city
The way I'm going to all them girls, you know it's a really pity
Yes, I'm the devil, oh, and I don't care none
I say yeah, I am the devil, I'm gonna take souls by they come

The devil is a man, in your face he'll grin
All he'll want you to do is just a little of sin
Yes, I'm the devil, oh, and I don't care none
I say yes, I am the devil, I'm gonna take souls by they come

spoken: Oh, step on it.

Today and all day, don't get out until dark
Night is the time I get my business right
Mmm, yes, I'm the devil, oh, and I don't care none
I say yeah, I am the devil, I'm gonna take souls by they come

Some say it's twelve, some say it's two
When you come to this place, I know just what to do
Yes, I'm the devil, oh, and I don't care none
I say yeah, I am the devil, I'm gonna take souls by they come

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Baby, Please Make A Change - Mississippi Sheiks
Actual pitch: A-flat
Main guitar position: G
Fiddle position: G
Mandolin position: n/a
Second guitar position: n/a



Lyrics:
I begged you, baby, both day and night
Please don't scold me, just treat me right
Baby, please make a change, baby, please make a change
Baby, please make a change, I think it will do you good

There's a change in the ocean and the deep blue sea
Be kind to your baby, there'll be a change in me
Baby, please make a change, baby, please make a change
Baby, please make a change, I think it will do you good

I've had a funny feeling all day and all night
I'm going, I'm going if it takes my life
Baby, please make a change, baby, please make a change
Baby, please make a change, I think it will do you good

I'm telling you something, think it will do you good
You'd better get your man out of this neighborhood
Baby, please make a change, baby, please make a change
Baby, please make a change, I think it will do you good

Darling, I'm telling you that I am mad
If I tell you again, it will be too sad
Baby, please make a change, baby, please make a change
Baby, please make a change, I think it will do you good

I'm going away but I'll be back again
Bear this in mind, I'll be forever [on your wend]
Baby, please make a change, baby, please make a change
Baby, please make a change, I think it will do you good

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She's Got Something Crazy - Mississippi Sheiks
Actual pitch: G (s)
Main guitar position: G
Fiddle position: G
Mandolin position: n/a
Second guitar position: n/a



Lyrics:
Oh, my baby caused me to fall upon my knee
That car she got, it have too much speed
Oh, she got something crazy, oh, she got something crazy
Oh, she got something crazy, that's all in this world I crave

I told you once that you were driving too fast
Feeds by electricity and it runs by gas
Oh, she got something crazy, oh, she got something crazy
Oh, she got something crazy, that's all in this world I crave

I've got a girl that lives down by the dale
Got crazy things hanging up for sale
Oh, she got something crazy, oh, she got something crazy
Oh, she got something crazy, that's all in this world I crave

I've got a girl, blind deaf and dumb
Curls in her hair make a dumb man run
Oh, she got something crazy, oh, she got something crazy
Oh, she got something crazy, that's all in this world I crave

Oh, mama, she told me, papa stood and cried
Crazy things kill me, baby, please let me die
Oh, she got something crazy, oh, she got something crazy
Oh, she got something crazy, that's all in this world I crave

Every time she shift, she would strip the gears
You know by that that it's crazy things here
Oh, she got something crazy, oh, she got something crazy
Oh, she got something crazy, that's all in this world I crave

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You'll Work Down To Me Someday - Mississippi Sheiks
Actual pitch: G (s)
Main guitar position: G
Fiddle position: G
Mandolin position: n/a
Second guitar position: n/a



Lyrics:
Look down, look down before you go
Because when you leave, can't come back anymore
Oh, baby, you treats me in a dirty way
And if I can't work up to you, you will really work down to me, someday

How can I stay here?  And I don't feel right
I'm going, I'm going if it takes my life
Oh, baby, you treats me in a dirty way
And if I can't work up to you, you will really work down to me, someday

I have no more business at your place of rest
I'm going to leave you, I think that it's best
Oh, baby, you treats me in a dirty way
If I can't work up to you, you will really work down to me, someday

You talked about me this whole year 'round
Now you can forget me, I'm going to leave town
Oh, baby, you treats me in a dirty way
If I can't work up to you, you will really work down to me, someday

When I get far away, I will write to you
Just to let you know, marriage that I can do
Oh, baby, you treats me in a dirty way
If I can't work up to you, you will really work down to me, someday

Then when I get settled, all down in mind
Won't even think about what I left behind
Oh, baby, you treats me in a dirty way
If I can't work up to you, you will really work down to me, someday

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Somebody's Got To Help Me - Mississippi Sheiks
Actual pitch: E-flat
Main guitar position: Dropped D
Fiddle position: D
Mandolin position: n/a
Second guitar position: n/a



Lyrics:
Look down, look down before you go
Because when you leave you can't come back anymore
Oh, somebody got to help you, baby, some sweet day
Oh, somebody got to help you when you're down in your separate way

I ain't going to worry about life no more
Now you're going to leave me, baby, there's the door
Oh, somebody got to help you, baby, some sweet day
Oh, somebody got to help you when you're down in your separate way

Now, when you will leave I hope you will stay
I may meet you down some lonesome right-of-way
Oh, somebody got to help you, baby, some sweet day
Oh, somebody got to help you when you're down in your separate way

You told all my neighbors and all my friends
That I was a mistreater, you wouldn't have me back again
Oh, somebody got to help you, baby, some sweet day
Oh, somebody got to help you when you're down in your separate way

Someday, someday, when I will be going
You will call for poor Walter, but he won't be in your home
Oh, somebody got to help you, baby, some sweet day
Oh, somebody got to help you when you're down in your separate way

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Good Morning Blues - Mississippi Sheiks
Actual pitch: E-flat
Main guitar position: Dropped D
Fiddle position: D
Mandolin position: n/a
Second guitar position: n/a



Lyrics:
Good morning blues. Blues, how do you do?
Good morning blues. Blues, how do you do?
I've been worried with the blues and I just can't talk with you

I've done started walking and the blues all in my room
I've done started walking and the blues all in my room
Starvation have overtaken me each and everywhere I go

Blues is in my room, trouble have settled all around my brain
Blues is in my room, trouble have settled all around my brain
And I'm sorry, I'm so sorry, I hate the day that I ever knowed your name

spoken: Oh, step on it.

I am going to walk across the desert, oh, just to get my right mind
I am going to walk across the desert, oh, just to get my right mind
Because me and these blues don't get along here so fine

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Blues On My  Mind - Mississippi Sheiks
Actual pitch: A-flat
Main guitar position: G
Fiddle position: G
Mandolin position: n/a
Second guitar position: n/a



Lyrics:
Go to your home, hot mama, look where my old clothes used to hang
Go to your home, hot mama, look where my old clothes used to hang
Just think about the way you treated me all last winter and spring

I started down the road and my feet refused to walk
I started down the road and my feet refused to walk
I have something good to tell you but my tongue refuse to talk

Worry is on my mind, trouble have settled all around my brain
Worry is on my mind, trouble have settled all around my brain
I'm sorry, I'm so sorry, I hate the day that I ever knowed your name

Know you're going to miss me, you're going to miss me, baby, from my walk
Know you're going to miss me, you're going to miss me, baby, from my walk
It won't be so much [bad], it will only be the whole town's talk

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Lonesome Grave Took My Baby - Mississippi Sheiks
Actual pitch: E-flat (f)
Main guitar position: Dropped D
Fiddle position: D
Mandolin position: n/a
Second guitar position: n/a



Lyrics:
I had a good girl leaning on my arm
Now don't you-a-hear me talking, [pretty mama]
I had a good girl leaning on my arm
That lonesome-oo, called my-oo baby home

I sit and cry, listen at the church bell tone
Now don't you-a-hear me talking, [pretty mama]
I sit and cry, listen at the church bell tone
That lonesome-oo, called my-oo baby home

The people at the churchhouse begin to sing this lonesome song
Now don't you-a-hear me talking, pretty mama
The people at the churchhouse sing this lonesome song
That lonesome grave have called my baby home

The two white horses, slow they drove along
Now don't you-a-hear me talking, pretty mama
The two white horses, slowly they drove along
That lonesome-oo, called my-oo baby home

I wished I could die, can't live here alone
Now don't you-a-hear me talking, pretty mama
I wished I could die, can't live here alone
That lonesome grave have called my baby home

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Pop Skull Blues - Mississippi Sheiks
Actual pitch: E-flat (f)
Main guitar position: Dropped D
Fiddle position: D
Mandolin position: n/a
Second guitar position: n/a



Lyrics:
I'm a lover of whiskey, everybody knows I [love]
I'm a lover of whiskey, everybody knows I [love]
I taken a drink last night and it was all about to pop my skull

If you want to get drunk and feel real reckless
If you want to get drunk and feel real reckless
Get you a drink of that gin out in old Houston, Texas

Now it drinks real mild, it ain't got much kick
Now it drinks real mild, it ain't got much kick
But it was late last night it were begin to make me sick

I woke up this morning, I couldn't get out my bed
I woke up this morning, I couldn't get out my bed
That doggone pop skull whiskey was about to bust my head

I woke up this morning, couldn't tie up my shoes
I woke up this morning, couldn't tie up my shoes
Now that's the reason why I've got these pop skull blues

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Sweet Maggie - Mississippi Sheiks
Actual pitch: A-flat
Main guitar position: G
Fiddle position: G
Mandolin position: n/a
Second guitar position: D figures up the neck



Lyrics:
Sweet Maggie, Sweet Maggie, where you been so long?
Tell me, Sweet Maggie, where you been so long?
It hasn't been no loving since you been gone

Sweet Maggie, Sweet Maggie, where'd you stay last night?
Sweet Maggie, Sweet Maggie, where'd you stay last night?
You come home this morning, sun was shining bright

I met Sweet Maggie away across the sea
I met Sweet Maggie away across the sea
She wouldn't write me no letter, she didn't care for me

Sweet Maggie, Sweet Maggie, what you going to do?
Sweet Maggie, Sweet Maggie, what you going to do?
Just a little bit of loving, let your heart be true

spoken: Yeah!

Sweet Maggie, Sweet Maggie, be a pal of mine
Sweet Maggie, Sweet Maggie, be a pal of mine
Now she left me walking, tears rolling and crying

If you see Sweet Maggie, tell her to hurry home
If you see Sweet Maggie, tell her to hurry home
It have been no loving since you been gone

Tell me, Sweet Maggie, what's the matter now?
Tell me, Sweet Maggie, what's the matter now?
You wouldn't write me no letter, you didn't love me no-how

Goodbye Sweet Maggie and fare you well
Goodbye Sweet Maggie, now I said fare you well
When I get back here, can't anyone tell

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Sales Tax - Mississippi Sheiks
Actual pitch: A-flat (f)
Main guitar position: G
Fiddle position: G
Mandolin position: n/a
Second guitar position: D figures up the neck



Lyrics:
Bo: Hey Walter, we need some cigarettes. Let's go ahead and get a pack
Walter: Okay.
Clerk: Hello boys, what can I do for you?
Bo: I'll have a pack of cigarettes.
Clerk: Alright, here you are. Be 3 cents more, though.
Bo and Walter: What's that for?
Clerk: Sales tax. Haven't you ever heard of sales tax?
Bo: I sure haven't. What's gonna happen next, man? You know they gotta law here they call "Sales Tax."
Walter: Sales tax, what is that for?
Bo: That's 3 cents tax on everything that's sold. They say that's the government rule.
Walter: The governments rule? Well, there's lots of things sold that the government knows anything about.
Bo: Well, I'll just sing a little song about these sales tax.

These times now, ain't suiting me
Corn, it's costing a dollar three
Oh, the sales tax is on it, oh, the sales tax is on it
Oh, the sales tax is on it everywhere you go

Old Aunt Martha lives behind the jail
A sign on the wall saying 'Liquor For Sale'
Oh, the sales tax is on it, oh, the sales tax is on it
Oh, the sales tax is on it everywhere you go

I've never seen the like since I've been born
The women's got sales tax on their stuff at home
Oh, the sales tax is on it, oh, the sales tax is on it
Oh, the sales tax is on it everywhere you go

spoken: You know these sales tax is a pain

You used to could buy for a dollar a round
Now sales tax is on it all over town
Oh, the sales tax is on it, oh, the sales tax is on it
Oh, the sales tax is on it everywhere you go

I'm as loving now, as a woman can be
The stuff I've got'll cost ya a dollar and three
Oh, the sales tax is on it, oh, the sales tax is on it
Oh, the sales tax is on it everywhere you go

Now, you may take me to be a fool
Everything is sold by the government's rule
You know the sales tax is on it, oh, the sales tax is on it
Oh, the sales tax is on it everywhere you go

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It's Backfiring Now - Mississippi Sheiks
Actual pitch: B-flat
Main guitar position: B-flat
Fiddle position: B-flat
Mandolin position: n/a
Second guitar position: n/a



Lyrics:
My old car, it won't it run no more
It's really backfiring everywhere I go
Oh, it's backfiring now, oh, it's backfiring now
I really wants to use it, but it's backfiring now

I had a sweet woman on the road all day
Another man come and taken the good woman away
Oh, it's backfiring now, oh, it's backfiring now
I really wants to use it, but it's backfiring now

spoken: Oh, fiddle that thing.

The women all said they like a Ford
But I can't get a spark from my doggone car
Oh, it's backfiring now, oh, it's backfiring now
I really wants to use it, but it's backfiring now

I laid down last night, feeling bad
Thinking of the good rides I once have had
Oh, it's backfiring now, oh, it's backfiring now
I really wants to use it, but it's backfiring now

spoken: Hey, man.

If I could call back when my car was new
I would do all of you women's driving for you
But it's backfiring now, oh, it's backfiring now
I really wants to use it, but it's backfiring now

I taken it to a mechanic, and the doctor too
They say "Your car is too old, there's nothing I can do."
Oh, it's backfiring now, oh, it's backfiring now
I really wants to use it, but it's backfiring now

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Lean To One Woman - Mississippi Sheiks
Actual pitch: B-flat
Main guitar position: B-flat
Fiddle position: B-flat
Mandolin position: n/a
Second guitar position: n/a



Lyrics:
If you have two, three women, you can't treat them all right
One look for you at noontime, other one just at night
You got to lean to one woman, oh, lean to one woman
You got to lean to one woman to make her think you mean her any good

The way you gotta do to make her sure
Just have one woman to darken your door
You got to lean to one woman, oh, lean to one woman
You got to lean to one woman to make her think you mean her any good

If you have three or four women it will work out fast
The next thing you know it'll be your "Whoa, mule."
You got to lean to one woman, oh, lean to one woman
You got to lean to one woman to make her think you mean her any good

spoken: Oh, step on it, boy.

I'll tell you something, boys, [] [] [] wrong
Two or three women will let the wagon bring you home
You got to lean to one woman, oh, lean to one woman
You got to lean to one woman to make her think you mean her any good

Leaning to one's wrong, there's wrong in this place
But anyway is better than six feet of dirt in your face
You got to lean to one woman, oh, lean to one woman
You got to lean to one woman to make her think you mean her any good

Leaning to one woman is a thing of past
When I'm through with this woman, I'll have leaned my last
You got to lean to one woman, oh, lean to one woman
You got to lean to one woman to make her think you mean her any good