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My Monday woman wanted my pocket change
She had a date with the hairdresser man
But I don't want no woman if her hair ain't longer than mine
She'll be a no-good doney if her hair ain't longer than mine
My Tuesday woman knocked upon my door
But when I saw her haircut, I asked her to go
'Cause I don't want no woman if her hair ain't longer than mine
She'll be a no-good doney if her hair ain't longer than mine
My Wednesday woman took a walk around the block
I believe she went to the barber shop
But I don't want no woman if her hair ain't longer than mine
She'll be a no-good doney if her hair ain't longer than mine
My Thursday woman, she was young and fair
Until she just cut her hair
But I don't want no woman if her hair ain't longer than mine
She'll be a no-good doney if her hair ain't longer than mine
My Friday woman, she loved me all last night
But with that short hair, it just doesn't feel right
'Cause I don't want no woman if her hair ain't longer than mine
She'll be a no-good doney if her hair ain't longer than mine
My Saturday woman, she just left
My Sunday woman's hair just rolls and flows around her breasts
And I want that woman 'cause her hair is longer than mine
You know huggin' and squeezin', it just feels right
I don't want no woman if her hair ain't longer than mine
I don't want no woman if her hair ain't longer than mine
She'll be a no-good doney if her hair ain't longer than mine
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The last dream exploded in the heat of the night
Things can go wrong when you try to do right
But you can count on me with all my might
Big, dark clouds swing down low
Don't tell me what I already know
If you can't catch the wind, you'd better make it blow
The earth cracks open when I come around
Rain starts to fall and floods the ground
Switch on the TV, here comes the news
With my head bowed down I reinvent the blues
Stars twinkle bright in the midnight sky
As the moon casts its silvery eye
I'll be your anchor when the tide gets high
The road ahead might be winding and steep
I'll be your guide through the valleys deep
The journey is tough, but the reward is sweet
The earth cracks open when I come around
Rain starts to fall and floods the ground
Switch on the TV, here comes the news
With my head bowed down I reinvent the blues
All I know is you're somebody who
Makes me feel glad, feeling sad thinking about you
My heart sings a melody no one else ever knew
The earth cracks open when I come around
Rain starts to fall and floods the ground
Switch on the TV, here comes the news
With my head bowed down I reinvent the blues
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We walk the streets at night, Berlin, summer heat
With you by my side, who could have foreseen
What the future would bring, for you and for me
We walk the streets at night, Berlin, summer heat
I pull you close, Berlin, springtime rain
What do you want the most, maybe I want the same
Something we do not know, it's a new kind of game
I pull you close, Berlin, springtime rain
This city changed who we are, who we were
This city changed us for better, not for worse
This city turned the calm into a whirl
This city made me love this girl
The look in your eyes, Berlin, autumn leaves
It's no surprise that I lose my grief
I leave it all behind, set my worries free
The look in your eyes, Berlin, autumn leaves
This city changed who we are, who we were
This city changed us for better, not for worse
This city turned the calm into a whirl
This city made me love this girl
Sun rises, Berlin, winter dew
Even if the world's in a crisis, nothing's gonna happen to you
We get older, but the day is always new
Sun rises, Berlin, winter dew
We get older, but the day is always new
Sun rises, Berlin, winter dew
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Bad Name — At the Villa
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Who did it, who's the one to blame
Who did it, who's the one to blame
Who's given the blues a bad name
Hear what they say, see what they do
Hear what they say, see what they do
Just let them talk, if they want to
Some say I should, some say I don't
Some say I should, some say I don't
I can't decide if I will or won't
Who did it, who's the one to blame
Who did it, who's the one to blame
Who's given the blues a bad name
I read it in the papers, it sounds so strange
I read it in the papers, it sounds so strange
Same old story, just the names do change
All the people I know have taken different paths
All the people I know have taken different paths
Too many to count, I've never been good at math
Who did it, who's the one to blame
Who did it, who's the one to blame
Who's given the blues a bad name
Some point their finger, others make a claim
Some point their finger, others make a claim
Guess who's given the blues a bad name
I hold on to what I've got
I hold on to what I've got
You say it ain't much, but I think it's a lot
Who did it, who's the one to blame
Who did it, who's the one to blame
Who's given the blues a bad name
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I do sleep in my clothes
Don't know the difference between a lily and a rose
I bought her a coffee to go
She wanted me to stay, but I'm a man for the road
I wrote a letter to my girl
Just a few lines from the other end of the world
And here's my wedding vow
I'm sorry, darling, but I'm a man for the road
I'm a man for the road, I'm a man for the road
I'm off with the breeze
If I stay too long, I'll fall down on my knees
I just put on my load
Keep the track ahead because I'm a man for the road
I'm a man for the road, I'm a man for the road
I can feel the dust
I had a few dollars, but now I'm bust
I lost my shoes and my coat
But I don't care because I'm a man for the road
I'm a man for the road, I'm a man for the road
That's what I call my job
I'll never have much money, Lord, but I will see a lot
And for sure I'll never bow
That's the pride of a man for the road
I'm a man for the road, I'm a man for the road
So here I am with a glass in my hand
Sitting in a bar with my friends
Those who stay true to me while I'm on the run
I raise my glass and say, “This is your song.”
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Bad Temper Joe Bielefeld, Germany
If you seek some of Europe's finest blues and roots artists, songwriters and guitarists, look no further than Germany's Bad Temper Joe. While honoring the old bluesmen from the Mississippi Delta, Bad Temper Joe brings the blues into the 21st Century – and does so with excellent songwriting, a powerful performance, and staying true to the tradition. ... more
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