Fixin' To Die Bukka White

Feeling funny in my mind, Lord I believe I'm fixing to die Feeling funny in my mind, Lord I believe I'm fixing to die Well, I don't mind dying But I hate to leave my children crying Well, I look over yonder

Fixin' To Die Blues Bukka White

I'm lookin' funny in my eyes and I believe I'm fixin' to die, believe I'm fixin' to die I'm lookin' funny in my eyes and I believe I'm fixin' to die I know I was born to die but I hate to leave my children

Atlanta Special Bukka White

Atlanta Special 6:03 Trk 20 Bukka White (Booker T.

Sleepy Man Blues Bukka White

When a man gets trouble in mind, he wanna sleep all the time He doesn't can sleep all the time, the trouble won't worry his mind Won't worry his mind I'm feelin' worried in mind, and I'm tryin' to

Army Blues Bukka White

Army Blues 3:06 Trk 17 Bukka White (Booker T.

Strange Place Blues Bukka White

Strange Place Blues I'm a stranger at this place and I'm lookin' for my mother's grave (2x) Well it seems like to me, ooh well, well some of us goin' to wail I was at mother's grave, when they

Poor Boy Long Ways From Home Bukka White

Poor boy a long way from home Poor boy I'm a long way from home Poor boy I'm a long way from home I don't have no happy home to go home to When I left my home my baby's I' my arms When I left my home my

Special Streamline Bukka White

Special Streamline 2:54 Trk 14 Bukka White (Booker T. Washington White) Bukka White - vocal & guitar & Washboard Sam (Robert Brown) - wshbrd.

Baby Please Don't Go Bukka White

Baby please don't go, Baby please don't go, Baby please don't go, Down to New Orleans You know I love you so, Baby please don't go.

Pinebluff, Arkansas Bukka White

My baby says, "I'm tired goin to bed and moan." Ooo well, she says, "Tired of goin to bed and moan." She said, "I ain't had no lovin, daddy, daddy, since that you been gone."

Aberdeen Bukka White

I was over in Aberdeen, on my way to New Orleans I was over in Aberdeen, on my way to New Orleans Well them Aberdeen women told me, they would give me my gasoline Aberdeen is my home, but they

District Attorney Blues Bukka White

man and leave her cold in hand District Attorney sho' is hard on a man He will take a woman's man and leave her cold in hand The District Attorney sho' is hard on a man He has caused a many mens to

Aberdeen Mississippi Blues Bukka White

I was over in Aberdeen On my way to New Orlean I was over in Aberdeen On my way to New Orlean Them Aberdeen women told me Will buy my gasoline Hey, two little women That I ain't ever seen They has two

Shake 'Em On Down Bukka White

Shake 'Em On Down Trk 3 3:00 Bukka White (Booker T. Washington White) Bukka White - vocal & guitar, unk 2nd guitar. Recorded: Sept 2, 1937 Chicago, Illinois Victor unissued.

Drunk Man Blues Bukka White

Drunk Man's Blues 4: 01 Trk 16 Bukka White (Booker T.

Shake' Em On Down Bukka White

Shake 'Em On Down Trk 3 3:00Bukka White (Booker T.

Parchman Farm Blues Bukka White

all you have done gone (2x) But I hope some day, you will hear my lonesome song Oh listen you men, I don't mean no harm (2x) If you wanna do good, you better stay off old Parchman Farm We got to

Bukka's Jitterbug Swing Bukka White

Hey-eee, you women workin' on my nerves Hey-eee, you women workin' on my nerves Hey-eee, you gon' drive me in my blood (guitar & washboard) Hey-eee, please ma'm don't say, 'Uh-uh' (guitar & washboard to

I Am The Heavenly Way Bukka White

I Am In A Heavenly Way 3: 50 Trk 19 Bukka White (Booker T. Washington White) Recorded May 26, 1930 Victor 23295 by 'Washington White'.

High Fever Blues Bukka White

High Fever Blues I'm taken down with the fever, and it won't let me sleep I'm taken down with the fever, and it won't let me sleep It was about three o'clock, before he would let me be I wish so...

When Can I Change My Clothes Bukka White

When Can I Change My Clothes Never will forget that day when they had me in Parchman Jail Would no one even come and go my bail I wonder how long before I can change my clothes I wonder how long ...

Black Train Blues Bukka White

My heart is filled with painI believe I'll take the trainMy heart is filled with painI believe I'll take the trainThe one I loveShe has another manYon' come the trainAnd I got no changeYon' come th...

When Can I Change My Clothes? Bukka White

Never will forget that day when they had me in Parchman JailWould no one even come and go my bailI wonder how long before I can change my clothesI wonder how long 'fore I can change my clothesSo ma...

Good Gin Blues Bukka White

Here come old Todd WalkerFull in good ginGood mornin' friendI wants me a drink of ginGood mornin' friendI wants me a drink of gin'Cause they told me this mornin'Revenue men'll be back againOh, list...

Fixin' To Die Colin James

"Feeling funny in my mind, Lord, I believe I'm fixing to die, fixing to die Feeling funny in my mind, Lord I believe I'm fixing to die Well, I don't mind dying But I hate to leave my children crying

Fixin' To Die Bob Dylan

I was born in dixie in a boomer's shack, Just a little shanty by the railroad track Freight train was comin' I had to cry, Hummin all the drivers with my lullaby I've got the freight train blues (hee

Fixin' Walk The Moon

a shadow Or something I had once But since lost and now I I've got a feeling that I'm not complete anymore The salt in my eyes As I clear the border Imaginary lines Shatter and shimmer I get to

A Hundred And One Bryan White

Tommy still drives that ol' pick up truck He had back in high school He says he won't trade it in 'Cause they don't make 'em like they used to His wife Donna's got a picture of Elvis By the clock in the

Fixin' To Die (Album Version) Dave Van Ronk

I'm lookin' funny in my eyes and I believe I'm fixin' to die, believe I'm fixin' to die I'm lookin' funny in my eyes and I believe I'm fixin' to die I know I was born to die but I hate to leave my children

American Boy Eddie Rabbitt

Red white and blue from my head to my. Toes I'm an American boy. My little brother watched Saturday morning cartoons. I mowed the front lawn in the afternoon. Fixin' up my car working for a livin'.

Die, Zombie, Die white zombie

Die, Zombie, Die What is it? What it is. What is it? Dazzling, yea starving town, starving town, out of the cold, out of the cold |Die, Die, Die!| Moneyman rumble. Dreamtime maker.

Whole Pedro The Lion

A hole that big I'd never seen before In the tummy of a good ol' boy who always wanted more Then just yesterday I saw him satisfied It seems he'd met the hole fixin' man much to his surprise But are you

Funny In My Mind (I Believe I'm Fixin' To Die) Robert Plant

Feelin funny in my mind lord I believe I'm fixin to die Oh funny in my mind I believe I'm fixin' to I don't mind dying but I sure hate to leave my children crying Well now look over yonder to that burying

White Boy bikini kill

White Boy Lay me spread eagle out on your hill yeah Then write a book about how I wanted to die It's hard to talk with your dick in my mouth I will try to scream in pain a little nicer next time

Fix'n To Break Bailey Zimmerman

, hangin' by a thread Honey, I don't know much these hearts got left [Pre-Chorus] Are we fixin' to break?

White Candle Tamar Braxton

candle White candle White candle Don't let our love die Cause I don't wanna watch us burn out Don't wanna have you to the flames Is this how love turns out Don't let our love die White candle

White Bird It's A Beautiful Day

White Bird In a golden cage On a winter's day In the rain White bird In a golden cage Alone The leaves blow Cross the long black road To the darkened skies In its rage But the white bird Just sits in her

White Flag Daughtry

And one hand, holding on for life I won't raise my, I won't raise my white flag in this life [Chorus] The moment I surrender, bury me in the ground I'd die before you see me take a bow You know we all

Mr. Fix-It The Amazing Crowns

1, 2, 1, 2, 3 It's 2am and he starts another fight, Walk him to the door and give a kiss goodnight. Time for a change if you get in too deep, Stop by my shop, cause I work cheap. I'm Mr. Fix-it!

White Man's Throat Apollo Four Forty

Set the bird Get die like I wanna to With my hands around the white man’s throat Diggin’ Fly dip die Yeah, world, yeah It’s the world Like it’s at(?)

White dove Scorpions

A place without a name under a burning sky There's no making honey here in the land of god Someone hold a sign, it says We are human too and while the sun goes down The world goes by White

White House Blues Bill Monroe

McKinley hollered, McKinley squalled Doc said, "McKinley I can't find the cause You're bound to die, you're bound to die" Doc told the horse, he'd throw down his rein He said to the horse, "You gotta outrun

Die, Die, Die Dr. Dog

It turns out cigarettes can kill you 'cause when you didn't come back Every time that I thought of you I smoked a whole pack I was up to about seventeen packs a day I was refueling too About every hour

Monday (LP Version) Wilco

Choo-choo Charlie had a plenty good band but he couldn't understand why no one would go A world record players on a tour of Japan, Charlie fixin' his van with the left arm tan He said Monday, I'm

Monday Wilco

Choo-choo Charlie had a plenty good band, but he couldn't understand why no one would go A world record players on a tour of Japan, Charlie fixin' his van with the left arm tan He said, It's Monday, I'm

Monday (Demo) Wilco

Choo choo Charlie had a plenty good band but he couldn't understand why no one would go A world record players on a tour of Japan, Charlie fixin' his van with the left arm tan He said Monday, I'm all high

Murder World white zombie

Murder World Summer of love What a waste now Earth magic strikes out A million dollar monster mind In search of the devil's garden Make them die Make them die Make them die Make them die

Windows Are Rolled Down Amos Lee

Look up child The world is born Shoe's untied And your soles are worn Windows are rolled down Sun is setting high Windows are rolled down I'm fixin' to die Corn rows have companion feel This rocky

Wasted White Boys (Album Ver.) W.A.S.P.

`t hold me rollers no `cause I don`t need `Cause I might die tonight Well I`m a wasted white White boys better run for you lives It`s do or die die I`ll tell you why ohh Wasted white boys ride free and

Christmas Day At My House Patty Loveless

It's Christmas Day At My House There's Smells of Cloves And Spice Yonder Stands Momma And Stove, Fixin Pumpkin pie With A Twinkle In Her Eye It's Christmas Day At My House And Underneath The Tree Yonder