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4. | Chitlins con Carne |
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I ain't gone 'n' give up on love. Love ain't gone 'n' give up on me
I ain't gone 'n' give up on love. Love ain't gone 'n' give up on me
Every tear that I've cried only washed away the fear inside
Now I, I ain't gone 'n' give up on love
Every beat of my heart pounds with joy, not pain
Every beat of my heart beats with joy and not in vain
An although these painful memories only brought me to my knees
I was just given' up on love
Little Johnny Taylor told us long ago
What about the midnight cryin'? Whoa, the cheatin' and the lyin'?
What about the price that will oh, surely be paid?
Those that give up on on love, love will have it day
I ain't givin' up on love
I ain't gone 'n' give up on love. Love ain't gone 'n' give up on me
I ain't gone 'n' give up on love. Love ain't gone 'n' give up on me
Every time I cry, love just won't let me be, won't set me free
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You better leave, you better leave my little girl alone
You better leave, you better leave my little girl alone
Lord, before I get evil, man, and go and do something wrong
You called my house just yesterday
I picked up the extension, and I heard every word you said
Why don't you just go on, man, and leave my little girl alone
Lord, before I get evil, man, and go and do something wrong
You call my house all hours of the night
Let me tell you mister, that's a sure way to start a fight
Why don't you just go on, man, and leave my little girl alone
Lord, before I get evil, man, and go and do something wrong
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Went down to Tin Pan Alley
To see what was goin' on
Things was too hot down there
Couldn't stay very long
Hey hey hey hey,
Alley's the roughest place I've ever been
All the people down there
Livin' for their whisky, wine, and gin
I heard a woman scream
Yeah and I peeped through the door
Some cat was workin' on Annie with a
Lord with a two-by-four
Hey hey hey hey,
Alley's the roughest place I've ever been
All the people down there
Livin' for their whisky, wine, and gin
I heard a pistol shoot
Yeah and it was a .44
Somebody killed a crap shooter
Cause he didn't shake, rattle, and roll
Hey hey hey hey,
Alley's the roughest place I've ever been
All the people down there
Killin' for their whisky, wine, and gin
I saw a cop standing
With his hand on his gun
He said, this is a raid boy
Nobody run
Hey hey hey hey,
Alley's the roughest place I've ever been
Yeah they took me away from Alley
Lord they took me right back to the pen
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The things that I used to do....Lord, I won't do no more
The things that I used to do....Lord, I won't do no more
I used to sit and hold your hand darlin'....and cry, oh babe do not go
I used to search all night for you darlin'
Lord, and my search would always end in vain
I used to search all night for you darlin'
Lord, and my search would always end in vain
But I knew all the time darlin'....That you was hid out wit' your other man
I'm goin' to send you back to your mama darlin'
Lord, and I'm goin' back to my family too
I'm goin' to send you back to your mama darlin'
Lord, and I'm goin' back to my family too
Nothin' I can do to please ya' darlin'....I just can't get along with you
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The sky is cryin....Can't you see the tears roll down the street
The sky is cryin....Can't you see the tears roll down the street
I've been looking for my baby
And I wonder where can she be
I saw my baby early one morning....She was walking on down the street
I saw my baby early this morning....She was walking on down the street
You know it hurt me, hurt me so bad
Made my poor heart skip a beat
I've got a real real real real bad feelin
That my baby she don't love me no more
I've got a real real bad feelin that my baby don't love me no more
well , this guy, this guy's been cryin
Can you see the tears roll down my nose
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Well it's floodin' down in Texas
All of the telephone lines are down
Well it's floodin' down in Texas
All of the telephone lines are down
And I've been tryin' to call my baby
Lord and I can't get a single sound
Well dark clouds are rollin' in
Man I'm standin' out in the rain
Well dark clouds are rollin' in
Man I'm standin' out in the rain
Yeah flood water keep a rollin'
Man it's about to drive poor me insane
Well I'm leavin' you baby
Lord and I'm goin' back home to stay
Well I'm leavin' you baby
Lord and I'm goin' back home to stay
Well back home I know floods and tornados
Baby the sun shines every day
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Well now, now darlin, may a have a little talk with you
Well now, now, now, now darlin, may a have a little talk with you
Because it won't be long before our true love will be through
Well now now now darlin am I right or am I wrong
Yeah now now now darlin am I right or am I wrong
Because it won't be long before our true love will be through
You know I like my coffee sweet in the morning
And I'm crazy about my tea at night
Yeah, I like my coffee sweet in the morning
And I'm crazy about my tea at night
You know you'd come out a little better now baby
All I want you to do is treat me right
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True love is gone....I's been played for a fool
True love is gone....I's been played for a fool
I'm turnin' the tables on you
You've been playin' dirty pool
You said you'd call the shots darlin'....
All your friends thought that was cool...
so cool baby
You said you'd call the shots darlin'....
All your friends thought that was so cool
Yeah when you shot at the eight-ball baby....
I knew you were playin' dirty pool
They say that life....Life is a game of give and take
They say that life....Life is a game of give and take
I'm tellin' you one thing right now little baby
I won't be the one to pay for your mistake
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The sun rises in the east lover, it sets deeply in the west
The sun rises in the east lover, it sets deeply in the west
I've been looking for my lover, and I haven't found her yet
I'm gonna call up China and see if my baby's over there
I'm gonna call up China and see if my baby's over there
You know I looked the whole world over, I can't find my lover nowhere
She won't write me no letters, won't even call me on the telephone
She won't write me no letters, won't even call me on the telephone
You know I haven't had no real good lovin' since that gal of mine been gone
Someday baby, you're gonna want me like I want you
Someday baby, you're gonna want me like I want you
But when I call you on the phone darlin', I'll say I have nothing for you to do
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