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Kenny Wayne Shepherd
Kenny Wayne Shepherd


Background information
Birth name Kenny Wayne Brobst
Born June 12, 1977
Born place Shreveport, Louisiana, United States
Genre(s) Blues
Blues Rock
Years active 1990—present
Label(s) Roadrunner Records
Associated acts G3
Website Website



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Kenny Wayne Shepherd Album


10 Days Out: Blues from the Backroads (01/23/2007)
01/23/2007
1.
2.
Potato Patch
3.
4.
The Thrill Is Gone
5.
6.
Born in Louisiana
7.
Chapel Hill Boogie
8.
Tears Came Rollin' Down
9.
Knoxville Rag
10.
Big Daddy Boogie
11.
12.
13.
Sittin' on Top of the World
14.
15.
Grindin' Man
. . .


Every morning by da break of day
Pick and shovel in my hand

Prove to the worlds I's a natural man
Don't not to hurt me but my back and spine
Don't have to worry 'bout my wife and chil'

Six months on the road you know is ain't no time
I got 1 to 99

Workin' on the road you know is mighty sad
Why I had to be so doggone bad?

Hey hey hey hey hey hey hey
Hey hey hey hey hey hey hey

would go home but aint no news
Jail house man won't let me go

If they ever let me go,
I won't be a bad boy no more

Six months on the road you know ain't no time
I doin 1 to 99

Hey hey hey hey hey hey hey
Hey hey hey hey hey hey hey

Have to work from sun to sun
When will I ever make it back home?

Workin on the road you know is mighty sad
Why'd Big Daddy have to be so bad?

If they ever let me go,
Big Daddy won't be a bad boy no more

Hey hey hey hey hey hey hey
Hey hey hey hey hey hey hey

Have to work from sun, sun to sun
When will I ever make it back home?

When will I ever make it back home?

. . .

Potato Patch

[No lyrics]

. . .


Well, I remember the sound since I was a child
Beat of the drum like to drive me wild
Sound was a commin̢۪ from across the track
Went off over and I never came back

[chorus]
Yeah the preacher taught him--Daddy taught me--
how to sing all the blues in a honky tonk key

Well I turn up the singer on a sad song
Guitar man's got a Beale Street tone
Girls up front baby all night long
Oh what a night to come home alone

Yeah the preacher taught him--Daddy taught me--
how to sing all the blues in a honky tonk key

Yeah the preacher taught him--Daddy taught me--
how to sing all the blues in a honky tonk key

. . .

The Thrill Is Gone

[No lyrics]

. . .


Tina Marie, work your soul for me
Yes Tina Marie, work your soul for me
The way you do that dance,
Take away all my misery

She's about five foot six
Man she sho' kicks
The way she does that dance
She can show you a whole lotta' tricks
Tina Marie, work your soul for me
The way you do that dance girl,
Take away all my misery

[Guitar Solo]

I"m gonna pawn my guitar, my watch and my ring
I just can't help it girl, the way you do that thing
Tina Marie, work your soul for me
Cause the way you do that thing, oooh
Take away all my misery, (I'm gonna squeeze my baby too)

[Guitar Solo]

Tina Marie, girl won't you take my hand
Tina Marie, girl please take my hand
You got me so confused, but I think that I want to be your man

. . .

Born in Louisiana

[No lyrics]

. . .

Chapel Hill Boogie

[No lyrics]

. . .

Tears Came Rollin' Down

[No lyrics]

. . .

Knoxville Rag

[No lyrics]

. . .

Big Daddy Boogie

[No lyrics]

. . .


There's people who sit down on a whole lot of money, they don't know - what it's all about.......ohhhhh I don't guess they do
t
hen ....
there's people sittin down on a whole lot of money, walk by one another and hold their head up high, snub their noses at one another ya'll......

(refrain) you know that I searched and I searched and I searched and I searched
but I never seen no nu-haul behind no hearse nooooo!

lead break ohhhh ya !!!

then
there's people they think they got everything in the whole world let me tell ya'll
lord own everything honey, that's why we can't have nothin' of our own ain't that right sure
we don't have nothin' in this world our own, don't think so honey

(refrain) you know that I searched and I searched and I searched and I searched
but I never seen no nu-haul behind no hearse

I'm gonna tell you all this again, you know, don't let other people take you down
I saw a car I wanna get, I done payed some on it, when I make my last bill on my car
that car is mine ! honey, you park your car in the wrong place and get out of it, come back for your car, honey, your car is gone, ain't that right?

you gotta take money out of your pocket and pay for your car again
oh yeah, i'm gonna tell you all somethin' honey, oh yeah go ahead on, i'm gonna tell you all somethin' honey, we don't have nothin' in this world our own, don't think so honey

(refrain) you know that I searched and I searched and I searched and I searched
but I never seen no nu-haul behind no hearse

you know, this is my guitar, i done payed for it, but let me tell you, this guitar's not mine !
it sounds funny, don't it ? ha! ha! ha! Ya'll laugh about it, ha !
ohhh no we don't have nothing in this world of our own.........nothing!!!!

(refrain) you know that I searched and I searched and I searched and I searched
but I never seen no nu-haul behind no hearse

. . .


Well, I got a little red rooster
Too lazy to crow for day
Well, I got a little red rooster
Too lazy to crow for day
Keep everything in the barnyard
Upset in [Incomprehensible]

Well, the dogs begin to bark
Hound begin to howl
Well, the dogs begin to bark
Hound begin to howl
Oh, watch out, strange kind people
Little red rooster is on the prowl

Oh, if you see my little red rooster
Please drag him home
Well, if you see my little red rooster
Please drag him home
There no peace in the barnyard
Since the little red rooster been gone

I got a little red rooster
Too lazy to crow for day
Oh, I got a little red rooster
Too lazy to crow for day
Keep everything in the barnyard
Upset in [Incomprehensible]

. . .

Sittin' on Top of the World

[No lyrics]

. . .


Could be a spoonful of coffee
Could be a spoonful of tea
Just a little spoon of your precious love
Is good enough for me

Men lies about a little
Some of them cries about a little
Might even die about a little
Everybody's fightin' about it

That spoon, that spoon, that
That spoon, that spoon, that

Could be a spoonful of diamonds
Could be a spoonful of gold
Just a little spoon of your precious love
Satisfied my soul

Men lies about a little
Some of them cries about a little
Might even die about a little
Everybody's fightin' about it

That spoon, that spoon, that
That spoon, that spoon, that
That spoon, that spoon, that spoonful

Could be a spoonful of water
Save you from the desert sand
Just a little spoon from a forty five
Save you from another man

Men lies about a little
Some of them cries about a little
Might even die about a little
Everybody's fightin' about it

That spoon, that spoon, that
That spoon, that spoon, that
That spoon, that spoon, that spoonful

. . .

Grindin' Man

[No lyrics]

. . .


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