Blind Willie McTell - Ticket Agent Blues Songtexte

Songtexte Ticket Agent Blues - Blind Willie McTell




Good Lord, good Lord send me an angel down
Can't spare you no angel, will spare you a teasin' brown
That new way of loving, swear to God it must be best
Because these Georgia women, won't let Willie McTell rest
There was a crowd down on the corner and I wondered who could it be
Weren't a thing but the women, boy, trying to get to me
I went down to the shed put my suitcase in my hand
Crowd of women run crying that Mr McTell be my man
(That was me)
Ticket agent, ticket agent which a‑way has my woman gone?
Say describe your woman, and I'll tell you what road she's on
She's a long tall mama, five and a half from the ground
She's a tailor‑made mama and she ain't no hand‑me‑down
(Tell the truth)
Mama if you ride the Southern, I'll ride the Santa Fe
When you get in Memphis, pretty mama look around for me
(Baby I will)
You can't never tell what a double‑crossing woman will do
They'll tip out with your buddy and come home play sick on you
(I won't)
I got two women, you can't tell them apart
I got one in my bosom, the other one's in my heart
Now the one in my bosom, she's in Tennessee
And the one in my heart don't even give a darn for me
(I'm gonna find that one in Tennessee)
I used to say a married woman was the sweetest woman ever was born
I changed that thing, you better let married women alone
(Why?)
Take my advice, let all married womens be
Because their husbands will grab you and beat you ragged with a cedar tree
Now love ain't nothing, single women loving married men
It will do for a while. but it will jam you after a end
When a woman says she loves you about as good as she do herself
Don't pay her no attention, tell the same lie to somebody else
(Baby I won't)
She'll tell you that she love you and love you all her life
She'll have a man on the corner, and tell that same lie twice
My baby she got a mojo, believe she trying to keep it hid
Mctell got something, to find that mojo with
I want to tell you pretty mama, exactly who I am
When I walk out the front door I hear that back door slam



Autor(en): Willie Mctell


Blind Willie McTell - Blind Willie McTell -Statesboro Blues - the Early Years 1927-1935

1 Writing Paper Blues
2 Mamma, Tain't Long Fo' Day
3 Mr. McTell Got the Blues (Take 2)
4 Three Women Blues
5 Statesboro Blues
6 Loving Talking Blues
7 Travelin' Blues
8 Kind Mama
9 Teasing Brown
10 Drive Away Blues
11 This Is Not the Stove to Brown Your Bread
12 Love Changing Blues
13 Southern Can Is Mine
14 Broke Down Engine Blues
15 Stomp Down Rider
16 Scarey Day Blues
17 Painful Blues
18 Low Rider's Blues
19 Rollin' Mama Blues
20 Mama, Let Me Scoop For You
21 Searching the Dessrt for the Blues
22 Warm It Up To Me
23 It's Your Time To Worry
24 It's a Good Little Thing
25 You Was Born to Die
26 Don't You See How This World Made a Change
27 Broke Down Engine
28 Broke Down Engine No. 2 (Take 1)
29 Broke Down Engine No. 2 (Take 3)
30 Love Makin' Mama (Take 1)
31 Love Makin' Mama (Take 2)
32 Death Room Blues (Take 1)
33 Death Room Blues (Take 2)
34 Death Cell Blues
35 Lord, Send Me an Angel (Take 1)
36 Lord, Send Me an Angel (Take 2)
37 B and O Blues No. 2 (Take 1)
38 B and O Blues No. 2 (Take 2)
39 Weary Hearted Blues
40 Runnin' Me Crazy
41 East St. Louis Blues (Fare You Well)
42 Ain't It Grand To Be A Christian
43 We Got to Meet Death One Day (Take 1)
44 We Got to Meet Death One Day (Take 2)
45 Don't Let Nobody Turn You Around
46 I Got Religion, I'm so Glad
47 Dying Gambler
48 God Don't Like It
49 Let Me Play With Yo' Yo-Yo
50 Lay Some Flowers On My Grave
51 Ticket Agent Blues
52 Cold Winter Day
53 Cooling Board Blues




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