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Buddy Guy
Buddy Guy


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Настоящее имя George Guy
Дата рождения 30 июля 1936 г.
Место рождения Lettsworth, Louisiana, United States
Жанры Blues
Electric Blues
Годы 1953—н.в.
Лейблы Atlantic Records
Cleopatra Records
Zomba Music Group
Vanguard Records
Jive Records
Rhino Records
MCA Records
См. также Junior Wells
Сайт Website



Альбом Buddy Guy


Buddy's Baddest: The Best Of Buddy Guy (1999)
1999
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Rememberin' Stevie
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Damn right, I've got the blues,
People, from my head down to my shoes
Ah, you damn right, I've got the blues
From my head down to my shoes
Well you know I just can't win, 'cause I don't have a damn thing to lose
Stopped by my daughters house
You know I just want to use the phone
Yeah, stopped by my daughters house
Wow, you know I just, I just want to want to use the phone
You know my new grand baby came to the door
And said, granddaddy you know ain't nobody at home
I said watch it
Ah, you damn right, I've got the blues
From my head down, down to my shoes
Damn right, damn right, damn right, damn right, damn right, damn right I've got the blues
You know I can't win, 'cause I don't have a, a thing to lose
Now look at here
Make it so funky they can smell it
You damn right
You damn right, I've got the blues
You damn right, I've got the blues
Well, oh well
Well, oh well
Well, oh well
Well, oh well
Well, oh well
I feel kinda good right now
I wish we could do this every night
You damn right, I keep the blues
You damn right, I keep the blues
You damn right, I keep the blues
Look at here
I feel so good
I feel kind of good when I sing the blues
Damn right, I've got the blues
Well man, you know I, I, the band
I didn't rehearsal this with the band
I just told them, I said just follow me tonight, man, shit
Damn right, damn right, damn right, damn right, damn right, damn right
Oh

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Lord, have you ever been mistreated
Then you got to, you got to know just what I'm talking about
Yes, have you ever been mistreated
Then you got to, you got to know just what I'm talking about
Lord I work five long years for one woman, and she had the nerve to kick me out
I got a job at a steel mill, I'm shucking steel just like a slave
Five long years, every Friday y'all I went straight home yeah, I went straight home
Mistreated
Then you got to, you got to know just what I'm talking about
Lord I work five long years for one woman, and she had the nerve to kick me out
Lord but I finally learned a lesson, I should have known long time ago
The next woman I marry, she gotta have two jobs,
and she gotta go out and work long and bring some dough
Lord, said I been mistreated
And you got to, you got to know just what I'm talking about
Lord I work five long years for one woman, and she had the nerve to kick me out
Have you ever been mistreated
Then you got to, you got to know just what I'm talking about
Yes, have you ever been mistreated
Then you got to, you got to know just what I'm talking about
Lord I work five long years for one woman, and she had the nerve to kick me out
I got a job at a steel mill, I'm shucking steel just like a slave
Five long years, every Friday yes y'all I went straight home,
I went straight home with all my pay
Yes, I've been mistreated
And you got to, you got to know just what I'm talking about
Lord I work five long years for one woman, and she had the nerve to kick me out
Lord I finally learned a lesson, I should have known a long time ago
The next woman I marry, she gotta have two jobs,
and she gotta go out and work and bringing home some dough
I've been mistreated, yeah
And you, you know just what I'm talking about
I work five long years for one woman, and she had the nerves to kick me out

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Mustang Sally, guess you better slow your mustang down
Mustang Sally , baby, I guess you better slow your mustang down
You been a runnin' all over town, I guess I'll better put your big feet on the ground, oh yes, I will
All you wanna do is ride around, Sally (ride Sally ride)
All you wanna do is ride around, Sally (ride Sally ride)
All you wanna do is ride around, Sally (ride Sally ride)
All you wanna do is ride around, Sally (ride Sally ride)
One of these early mornings,
you gonna be wipin' your weepin' eyes, yes you will
I bought you a vintage mustang,
of nineteen sixty-five
Now you comin' right
signifyin'
woman, no,
you don't wanna let me ride
Mustang Sally, baby, yeah,
I guess you better slow your mustang down, yes you will darling, I hope you will
Going around running' all over town,
I'm gonna put your big fat feet on the ground, oh yes Sally, well, look at here
All you wanna do is ride around, Sally (ride Sally ride)
All you wanna do is just ride around, Sally (ride Sally ride)
All you wanna do is just ride around, Sally (ride Sally ride)
All you wanna do is ride around, Sally (ride Sally ride)
One of these early mornings
You gonna put your bad bad feet on the ground, oh yes I will, Sally
Sally (ride Sally ride)
Sally (ride Sally ride)
(ride Sally ride)
(ride Sally ride)
(ride Sally ride)
(ride Sally ride)

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Rememberin' Stevie

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My baby's a superstar, she's in a class out just by herself
I said my baby's a superstar, she's in a class out here by herself
You know if the good Lord made anything better, he must a kept it for himself
I was talking to a blind man, I was talkin' to a blind man the other night
Talking to a blind man, talkin' to a blind man the other night
He said "Every woman you talkin' about Buddy", he said "Hmm man what a sight"
He said "That woman man she's something, she's hot"
He said "That woman man she's like something, you never seen"
She say's she should be on centerfold of the Playboy Magazine
My baby is a superstar, she's in a class by herself
I said my, my baby's a superstar, she's in a class by herself
You know if the good Lord made anything else better, he got to have, held it for himself
My baby's a superstar, and I love her like I do my guitar
My baby's a superstar, and I love her like I do my guitar
I don't care what they say about another woman, I don't care who she are

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Down here the river, meets the sea
And in the sticky heat I feel ya' open up to me
Love comes out of nowhere baby, just like a hurricane
And it feels like rain
And it feels like rain
Lying here, underneath the stars right next to you
And I'm wondering who you are and
How do you do?
How do you do, baby?
The clouds roll in across the moon
And the wind howls out your name
And it feels like rain
And it feels like rain
We never going to make that bridge tonight baby
Across lake Ponchartrain
And it feels like rain
And it feels like rain
So batten down the hatch baby
And leave your heart up your sleeve
It looks like we're in for stormy weather,
That ain't no cause for us to leave
Just lay here, in my arms
Let it wash away the pain
And it feels like rain
And it feels like rain

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I'm say'n something to you,
I don't care how you feel
You just don't realize,
you got yourself a good deal
She's nineteen years old,
and she got ways just like a baby child
Nothing I can do to please her,
I'm just try'n to make this little woman feel satisfied
I'm say'n something to you,
and I don't care if you get mad
You're 'bout the cutest little woman that I'll ever had
She's nineteen years old,
and she got ways just like a baby child
Nothing I can do to please her, oh no,
I'm just try'n to make this little woman feel satisfied
I'm say'n something to you,
and I don't care how you feel
You just don't realize,
you know you got you,
you got yourself a good deal
She's nineteen years old,
and she got ways just like a baby child
Nothing I can do to please her,
I'm just try'n to make this little woman feel satisfied
I can't ask her where she's going,
she tells me where she's been
She'll start a conversation,
that don't have no end
You know she, she's nineteen years old and she got ways just like a baby child
Nothing I can do to please her,
whoa, Lord I'm just try'n to make this little woman feel satisfied

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Lord knows I've tried
To do what's right
One whole year of stayin' home
Both day and night

'Cause I smell a mean trouble
Way over yonder
You know I heard a mean, yeah
Always in trouble people
Lord they just won't let me be

The people talk about me
Both night and day
I said, Lord please forgive them
And go the other way

'Cause I smell a mean trouble
Lord I smell trouble
Ahead of me, oh yeah
Yes, always in trouble


Lord, they just won't let me be

And from now on
I will not run and hide
I'll face trouble with a smile
And hope it pass me by

'Cause I smell a mean trouble
Way over yonder
I say I heard a mean
Yes, always in trouble

They just won't
They just won't
Lord, they just won't
Let me be

Hoo, oh yeah

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I came home this morning
Oh what a shock
When I found out my key
No longer fit my lock
Oh baby
You just go right back out there where you've been
'Cause while you were slippin' out
Oh someone else was slippin' in

I thought I was your fool
That you could count on
One was right there
When no one else is at home
But oh baby
I think I found myself a new friend
But while you were slippin' out
Oh Lord, someone else was slippin' in

Now cry your heart out
Oh you don't mean a thing to me
I'm a brand new man
And you can plainly see
A new way to walk people and of wearin' my hair
This big smile you see on my face
You didn't put it there
I got a new way of wearin' my hair
This big smile on my face babe
You didn't put it there
Oh baby
You just take me back out there where you've been
'Caue while you were slippin' out
Someone else was slippin' in
Oh Lord

Now cry your heart out
Oh you don't mean a thing to me
I'm a brand new man
Even Stevie Wonder can see
A new way to walk people and of wearin' my hair
This big smile on my face baby
You didn't put it there

I got a new way of wearin' my hair
This big smile on my face
You didn't put it there
Oh baby
You just go right back out there where you've been
'Cause while you were slippin' out
Someone else was slippin' in
I said while you were slippin' out
Someone else was slippin' in
I said while you were slippin' out
Oh someone else was slippin' in
I said while you were slippin' out
Someone else was slippin' in

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It's your time now baby
Ohh but it's gonna be mine after awhile
I said it's your time right now baby
Lord but it's gonna be mine after awhile
You know you know if things don't change
I'm gonna move on down

She stayed out last night
And do you know she just walked in
The girl is gettin' ready
She's going back out again
I said just wait one minute
Just before you go
She didn't even look at me
She just turned and walked out the door

It's your time, it's your time, it's your time right now
Ohh, I gotta, I gotta, I gotta feelin'


Ohh it's gonna, it's gonna, it's gonna be my time after awhile

I got a look through my window
And guess what I seen
My baby sat with another man
In a long black limosine

I said it's your time, it's your time
Yes you know I, you know I got that feelin' woman
Baby it's gonna be my time after awhile

I just wanna talk to my baby:
And here's what I wanna say
Go ahead on and mistreat me
But every every dog got his day wow

Somebody better come here and get me baby
I just want to talk to my baby

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I was standin' at the station
Ten to midnight in the rain
I was minding my own bidness'
Waitin' for that midnight train

Nobody in sight, starin' at my shoes
I took out my paper to find me some good news
Minding my own bidness'
When the ticket man calls my name
Yeah, yeah, babe

There ain't no midnight train
There ain't no midnight train
There ain't no midnight train
Comin' down the line

So I say, "If it ain't too much trouble
When's the local out of town?"
His reply is "Two a.m."
If I'm leavin' local-bound

I can catch it in forty minutes
If I want to grab the espress'
But the local trains are hard to come by
This time of night, more or less
Listen, said

There ain't no midnight train
There ain't no midnight train
There ain't no midnight train
Comin' down the line

(Yeah!)

So I stood for forty minutes
It was raining and it was cold
When the express rolled down the track
I did not care where it was gonna go
Yeah, yeah,

He said
There ain't no midnight train
There ain't no midnight train
There ain't no midnight train
Comin' down the line

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Hello world,
have you seen Miss Ida B?
Hello world,
have you seen Miss Ida B?

She's a coffee coloured brown,
and she looked something like a japanese.

I love ya Miss Ida B,
and I just can't hardly keep it in.
I love ya Miss Ida B,
and I just can't hardly keep it in.


I'm in love with you Miss Ida B baby,
Ever since, ever since you was a kid.

Baby when I'm gone,
who you gonna let walk in and take my place?
Baby when I'm gone,
who you gonna let walk in and take my place?

I hate to even think about,
a man snoring in my baby's face.

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I need someone's hands
To lead me through the night
I need someone's arms
Just to squeeze and hold me tight
And when the night began
And the days have end
I need your love so bad

I need someone's lips
To feel next to mine
I need someone to stand up and tell me
When I'm lying
And when the lights are low
And it's time to go
I need your love so bad

So, give it up
And bring it home to me
Write it on a piece of paper


So it can be read to me
Tell me you love me
And stop driving me mad
'Cause I need your love so bad

I need a soft voice
To talk to me at night
Don't worry baby
Don't fuzz and fight
So listen to my plea
Bring it home to me
'Cause I need your love so bad
Ohohoh I need your love so bad

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I am, I'm innocent man
I am, I'm innocent man

You know about it
You surely don't know
But I think that
Probably you'll sure understand

I didn't get a chance to defend myself
I hope it makes it better for someone else
You said that I was using PCP
That's why you all was beating up on me

I am an innocent man
I am an innocent man

You know about it
You surely don't know

But I think that
Probably you'll sure understand

Going downtown
To Kansas Stew
Bring back the second cousin
that little Johnny Cocheroo

Now ain't that a man
I spell mmm, aaa child, nnn
I spell man
No B, O child, Y
I spell mannish boy
I'm a man
I'm a full grown man
I'm a man
I'm a hoochie coochie man
I'm a brrrrr

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