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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
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Slippin' In (1994)
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Someone Else Is Steppin' In (Slippin' Out, Slippin' In)
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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

. . .


Oh baby please
Don't drive me away
Please
Oh don't drive me away no
Though I love you want you by my side
My love for you I could never hide
If you love me won't you hear my plea
Put me on and that's the end of me
Please
Lord don't drive me away no

I've got a gal
I love her so
I never never never never never let her go no
Don't drive me away, hell
Please


Don't you drive me away no

I've got this girl
I love her so
I never never never never never let her go
Please
Don't drive me away no
Please
Oh don't drive me away no
No

. . .


Yeah

Oh, I've just got to let her go
Because this little girl is runnin' wild
I said I got to let her go
Because this little girl is runnin' wild

You know she whupped this whole game on me
And now she won't even apologize

Oh girl, girl, girl, girl, girl, girl
You take all the happiness out of my live
Hey girl, girl, girl, girl, ah
You takes all, all the happiness out of my lives

You go to 7-11 on me
Just like a gambler with a crooked dice
Look-a-here
Yeah

Mr. Johnny Johnson

Mother said, 'Son you've got to let her go
Can't you see this woman got her game up tight?
Oh, son you've got to let her go
Can't you see this a woman got her game up tight?'

She said, 'Son get your hat and get your coat
Or she will never treat you right'

Well, ooh, got to get my hat and coat
This ain't right

She'd go to 7-11 on me
Oh, like a man with a loaded dice

. . .


Well I tried to tell you baby
But it didn't make no sense
Now you've got me baby
Up against the fence
Ain't that a shame shame shame
Shame on you
Ah it's a shame shame shame
Shame the way you do

Well now you've been gone in the evening
Don't even say you've gone
Six o'clock in the morning
You come walkin' home
Ain't that a shame shame shame
Shame on you
Ah it's a shame shame shame


Shame the way you do

Well I've been sittin' here waitin'
For you to come home
When I wake up baby
I'm sittin' there all alone
Ain't that a shame shame shame
Shame on you
Ah it's a shame shame shame
Shame the way you do

. . .


The woman I love man you she kind-a
She kind-a big and fat
And what I like about the woman man
Is kind-a good like that

You gotta lover her with a feelin' man
Oh, or you better not love this woman at all
You better love her with a feelin' man
Or you better not a love her at all

She said I love you Buddy you know and
There ain't no doubt
I'm gonna open up my little book and
Let you knock you goddam' fool self out

You gotta to love her with a feelin'
Or you better not love at all


You got to love her with feelin' man
Or you better not love this child at all

Let me hear, let me get a little bit of that, ah..

One leg in the east
One leg in the west ah
I'm right down the middle ah
Tryin' to do my best

You gotta love her with a feelin' man
Or you better not love this woman at all
You better love her with a feelin' man
Or you better not love this child at all

. . .


Don't move

Hey girl
Well now I'd sure like to make love with you
Hey baby girl yeah
Girl I sure would like to make love to you
I'm not gonna take too much of your time
Because you know a little dab will do

I don't want much
I just want a minute or two
No I don't want much
I just want a minute or two
You see I told you
Little girl a little dab will do

Look-a-here

Oh for a while little girl
Then I'll be through with you


Oh for a while little girl yeah
Then I'll be through with you
Then I'll see you
I told you a little dab would do

For cryin' out loud
I just can't do what I used to do
Oh Lord for cryin' out loud
I just can't, I just can't, I just can't do what I used to do
So take me for with I am
And I told you a little dab will do

Ya-ba-da-ba-do!

. . .


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

. . .


So many day
Since you've been away
I always thought of you
Each night and day
Someday darlin'
Someday darlin'
I won't be trouble no more
Trouble, trouble
And this misery
You're about to get
The best of me
Someday darlin'
Someday darlin'
I won't be trouble no more

I told you my story
I've sung my song
About you leavin'
You know that's wrong
bye bye darlin'
bye bye darlin'
I won't be trouble no more

. . .


I don't care what nobody say
I'm a man of a many words
I spit things so loud and clear
You've got to believe every word you heard
I rap strong and you know right along
Come here girl let me turn you on
Now come on now yeah now
Huhu

I was hauled off to jail late last night
With no one to go my bail
I rapped strong to the judge early this morning
Guess what judge put the cops in jail
I rap strong and you know right along
Come on, girl let me turn you on
Now come on yeah
Huhu


Come on baby

When I grab my game and call your name
You would never be the same
In the midnight hour when you dream my love
And I swear you'll be calling my name
I rap strong and you know it right along
Come here girl let me turn you on
Now come on yeah
Huhu
Come here baby
Ohoh

. . .


Yeah, you're a down and dirty blues man
Look-a-here
You play blues on blue guitar
According to the news man
As far as blues goes you a star
I'll admit you gettin' down there
But I'm down much deeper then you are

Yeah, you sing those songs of sorrow
But to me you just don't sound real
You say you're down enough to borrow
I must be down enough to steal
Now the blues ain't what you're singin'
The blues is what I feel

You tell me your love light is dimmin'
And how your old lady cheats
You go backstage with all the women
While I go back out on the street


Well, you know that you're a winnner
And you tell me you were born to lose
But please, please, please, don't tell me about the blues

You tell it like you're barefoot
And you're wearin' those hondred dollar shoes
Yeah, you can shuck and jive me all you wanna
But please, please don't tell me about the blues

Yeah, you tell me you a poor man
While you flashin' those ruby rings
But on a million dollar tour
Man, you can flash more than a goddamn thing
But it's me who's payin' my dues
So please, man, don't tell me about the blues

. . .


We need help in our city, people, we need a lot of help in our town
We need a lot of help in our city, you know, we need a lot of help in our town
'Cause a lot of lil' innocent children, Lord knows, they're being gunned down
We need help in our schools, we need a lot of help in our home
We need a lot of help in our schools, we need a lot of help in our home
'Cause, Lord knows, somewhere, somehow, oh, somethings going all wrong
(spoken: Look a-here)
They tried to tear down the high-rise and the laws say that was wrong
(spoken: Look a-here)
Oh, they tried to tear down the high-rise and the laws say that was wrong
They say, "Long as they're killing one another, you just leave'em alone)
We need help in our city, we need a lot of help, people, here in our town
Oh, we need help in our city, and, uh, we need a lot of help, people, in our town
Just bring along that big ball and tear the whole goddamn thing down
(spoken: Look a-here)

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