Blind Willie McTell - Southern Can Is Mine - Take 2 paroles de chanson

paroles de chanson Southern Can Is Mine - Take 2 - Blind Willie McTell



Now look at here mama, let me 'splain you this
If you wants to get crooked, I'll even give you my fist
Read from Revelation, back to Genesis
If you get crooked, your southern can belongs to me
Ain't no need you bringin' no??? to me
Your southern can is mine in the mornin'
Your southern can belongs to me
You might go uptown, have me arrested, have me put in jail
Some hotshot got money's comin' to go my bail
As soon as I get out, hit the ground
Your southern can worth 2 dollar and half a pound
So ain't no need you bringin' no stuff to me
Your southern can is mine, I'm screamin'
Your southern can belongs to me
You might take it from the south, you might carry???
I's understand you can't rule and be my boss
Take it from the east, hide it in the west
But when I get it mama, your can won't see no rest
So ain't no need you bringin' none of your jah to me
Your southern can is mine, I'm tell evry'body
Your southern can belongs to me
Ashes to ashes mama, and sands to sands
Every time I strike you know I got a dozen hand
Give you a punch through that barbed wire fence
Every time I hit you know I got no sense
Ain't no need you bringin' no stuff to me
Your southern can is mine, I'm telling you now
Your southern can belongs to me
Look here woman, don't get hard
I'll get me a brick and use it out of my backyard
Ain't no need you bringin' none of your jah to me gal
Your southern can is mine, I'm not dreamin'
Your southern can belongs to me
If I catch you mama down in the heart of town
Take a brand new brick and tell you to??? on down
Ain't no need you bringin' none jah to me
Your southern can is mine, tell it now
Your southern can belongs to me
You may be deathbed sick, graveyard bound
I'll make your can moan like a graveyard hound
Ain't no need you bringin' none of your jah to me gal
Your southern can is mine, I'ma use it
Your southern can belongs to me
You gotta stop your boggin' and raise??
I'll grab you woman and turn every waver loose
Ain't no need you bringin' no stuff to me
Your southern can is mine, I'm sayin'
Your southern can belongs to me



Writer(s): Willie Mctell


Blind Willie McTell - Georgia Rag
Album Georgia Rag
date de sortie
17-03-2015

1 Travelin' Blues
2 Kind Mama
3 Southern Can Is Mine
4 Broke Down Engine Blues
5 Stomp Down Rider
6 Scarey Day Blues
7 Painful Blues
8 Low Rider's Blues
9 Warm It Up To Me
10 It's Your Time To Worry
11 It's a Good Little Thing
12 You Was Born to Die
13 Broke Down Engine
14 Love-Makin' Mama
15 Death Room Blues
16 Lord, Send Me an Angel (Take 1)
17 B & O Blues No. 2 - Take 2
18 Bell St. Lightnin'
19 East St. Louis Blues (Fare You Well)
20 Southern Can Is Mine - Take 2
21 Ain't It Grand To Be A Christian
22 We Got to Meet Death One Day
23 Don't Let Nobody Turn You Around
24 I Got Religion, I'm so Glad
25 Dying Gambler
26 God Don't Like It
27 Let Me Play With Yo' Yo-Yo
28 Lay Some Flowers On My Grave
29 Ticket Agent Blues
30 Cold Winter Day
31 Cooling Board Blues
32 Boil Weevil
33 Delia
34 Dying Crapshooter's Blues
35 I Got To Cross The River Jordan
36 King Edward Blues
37 Murderer's Home Blues
38 Kill-It-Kid Rag
39 Chainey
40 I Got to Cross the River Jordan - Take 2




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