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Man With A Broken Heart Hans Theessink man with a broken heart The band still plays our favorite song But I can't stand to dance alone Drown my memories, drinking at the bar Wished this beer would numb my brain Wished this wine would Mandolin Man Hans Theessink Sounds from the southland from bygone years Sweetest music that ever touched my ears When I heard sleepy John Estes sing First time I heard yank’s mandolin Played with Hammie Nixon and Sleepy John Traveling Man Hans Theessink I'm a traveling man and the highway is my home Here today, tomorrow I'll be gone From the Mexican line to the windy city Ain't got much to loose And all I need is a good old country-blues Gypsy Flying Shoes Hans Theessink Baby baby don't you know What happened to me a while ago I may be wrong and I may be right When I came home and I turned on the light Somebody running out your backdoor Never seen a thing move that Louisiana Man Hans Theessink on a Louisiana man I heard Blind Lemon singing in the street I loved that sound and I loved that beat Led that blind man by the hand Deep Ellem, Texas, across the Texas borderland I never will Hunted Man Hans Theessink I'm running, running, running Feet they hardly touch the ground Policedogs on my trail 'Cause I shot my woman down I caught my baby On a midnight creep Blew a bullet through her head Before Sail On Hans Theessink I've been sailing ten thousand years I've been to far off lands, crossed the seven seas I've seen empires rise, seen the heads of the mighty fall I shared my bread with peasants, kings and all My Baby Changed The Lock On Her Door Hans Theessink door My mama changed, changed the lock on her door The key I've got, it just don't fit no more My mama told me, my papa told me too My dear old mother told me, my papa told me too Settle down with Lonely Days & Lonely Nights Hans Theessink I've been watching you baby Tears in my eyes See you laughing pretty woman But some day you'll be crying You just wait and see Someone will hurt you like you're hurting me You've been messing with Rolling Stone Hans Theessink Hey mama tell me, where's little sister gone Sorry son but she long gone Took to the breeze, let her long hair flow She took to the road, with a rolling stone A rolling stone gathers no moss Never Mississippi Hans Theessink Starting out of Memphis, highway 61 Traces of the places where the blues began Sun is blazing, horizon far Echoes of a national steel guitar Down in Mississippi Down in Mississippi Down in Mississippi Blind Willie Hans Theessink Blind Willie, he was a blind man Blind Willie, he was a blind man Didn't have no eyesight, power in his hands Beatup Stella, big 12-string guitar Beatup Stella, big 12-string guitar Hot shot Willie Cajun Boogie Hans Theessink Come on baby come along with me Down to the bayou1 country To the swamplands where the cajuns2 go Do the zydeco3 Alligator jumps around Wags his tail to the squeeze-box sound There's a fish-fry Soul Of A Man Hans Theessink I’m going to ask the question Please answer if you can Is there anybody’s children can tell me Just what is the soul of a man? Tears Are Rolling Hans Theessink Tears are rolling down like showers of rain Tears are rolling down like showers of rain Cried so many tears but they just can't ease my pain It's a lowdown shame baby, way I treated you It's a Bluesdoctor Hans Theessink Your mind is troubled, you feel lowdown Looking for help, can't be found Here's a number, call anytime Get the bluesdoctor, on the line Bluesdoctor, he knows just what you need Bluesdoctor, puts Baby Wants To Boogie Hans Theessink Baby where you going to, with your red shoes on? Late Last Night Hans Theessink Conductor man, Mr. False Accusations Hans Theessink If I had money just like Henry Ford If I had money just like Henry Ford Have my breakfast here And my supper in New York They accused me of murder, never raised my hand I may be a poor man But Love You Baby Hans Theessink Baby where you going to, with your red shoes on? Went To The Doctor Hans Theessink Been across the country, been a-travellin' 'round Been in every city, been in every town Lived the hard life, drinkin' whiskey and wine If the boogie woogie kills me, Lordie, I don't mind I don't Charly Stone Hans Theessink If you go down to South Rampart Street There's a man down there you'll likely meet: Charly Stone, playing his slide-trombone Little children dance around Dance to his happy sound Charly Stone, Homeless Hans Theessink When the weatherman says sunshine and the beams don't never touch your window-sill You know the good times didn't get you and you know that the hard times will All my money gone, everyday there's a Johnny & The Devil Hans Theessink Johnny was a country boy Made his living off the land Every Saturday night he'd play the guitar With the boys in the local band Now the devil he played with golden fingers Near the waters he did Run The Human Race Hans Theessink We gotta run the human race Everybody must take part Win some or lose some And always listen to your heart There's just one earth, just one sky We all gotta live here, 'til the day we die 'Til Bourgeois Blues Hans Theessink Come along people, listen to me Don't try to find no home in Washington DC Lord it's a bourgeois town, it's a bourgeois town I got the bourgeois blues I'm gonna spread the news all around Me and Sidewalk Hobo Hans Theessink His footsteps echoed softly through the early morning hour The slowness of his move should be a warning From the trash he digs a pair of socks and yesterday's flowers What a way to start a monday-morning Hard Road Blues Hans Theessink , take up on the road Grab my suitcase, take up on the road I'm going away, where I've never been before Moon going down, sun rising in the east Moon going down, sun rising in the east Another man Paint The Town Hans Theessink Work is almost done Weekend coming on We can stay at home Kick off our shoes Or take a cab downtown Let our hair down Party all night long Like we used to do Tonight, tonight Bright city light Roll With The Punches Hans Theessink When you're down on luck, trouble's all you see Choice between the devil, and the deep blue sea Gotta be a way out, don't get uptight At the end of a long black tunnel, gotta be a light Ain't no