paroles de chanson Goin' Down Slow (Live) - Muddy Waters
Alright,
alright.
Thank
you
so
much
ladies
and
gentlemen
right
here,
Right
here
I
want
to
tell
you
a
little
story.
This
is
about
a
country
boy
from
down
home.
This
young
man
has
never
been
north
before.
I
want
you
to
listen
to
me,
I
got
something
to
tell
You.
He
heard
about
Chicago.
He
worked
hard
over
here,
made
all
of
that
money,
800
Dollars.
After
caring
for
his
crop,
he
called
his
cousin
in
Chicago,
And
he
said,
"Cousin,
I′m
on
my
way".
He
picked
all
of
that
cotton.
I
said
this
is
about
a
country
boy
like
myself,
B.B.
King
you
know.
So
when
he
get
to
Chicago,
his
cousin
meet
him
and
Bring
him
out
to
the
club.
He
said,
"Set
him
up!",
cous's
payin′
for.
Had
all
the
go-go
girls
set
up,
waitin'
up.
They
carried
him
downtown
and
put
him
up
in
one
of
the
Pleasure
hotels.
They
brought
him
back
out
and
said,
"Set
him
up!",
Cous's
payin′
for.
His
money
got
a
little
lighter,
they
lured
him
out
from
The
Lute
and
brought
him
down
to
Robert′s.
And
then
he
said,
"Set
him
up!",
cous's
payin′
for.
And
then
the
800
dollars,
bein'
more
money
then
my
man
Had
ever
had,
began
to
run
out.
Then
they
moved
him
out
and
put
him
down
with
the...
And
then,
ladies
and
gentlemen,
the
go-go
girls
would
Get
fewer.
His
friends
was
fewer.
All
his
buddies
are
startin′
passin'
him
on
the
other
Side
of
the
street.
And
then
it
happened
all
his
buddies
were
gone.
And
my
man
knew
only
one
thing
to
do,
it
was
getting
Cold
there,
like
it
is
today,
You
know
what
I′m
talking
about.
He
went
down
to
the
railroad
yard,
And
one
of
the
few
ladies
that
had
helped
him
to
spent
His
money,
came
by
to
see
him.
And
she
said
"You
fool!,
you
fool!",
I
wouldn't
have
Spend
your
money,
but
the
rest
of
them
was
spending
Your
money
so
I
decided
to
spend
my
portion
too,
you
Know.
But
ladies,
God
bless
'em,
wonderful
something′s
aren′t
They?.
They
always
like
to
feel
like
they're
needed,
and
she
Knew
my
man
needed
her
bad.
He
gotten
sick,
he′s
layin'
down
there
under
the
Boxcar.
Couldn′t
read
so
well,
so
you
know
if
he
couldn't
read
So
well,
he
couldn′t
write
too
well,
You
know
what
I'm
talkin'
about?
So
this
is
a
letter
back
down
home,
I
know
what
I′m
Talkin′
about.
It
go
like
this:
I've
had
my
fun,
whoah,
if
I
don′t
get
well
no
more
Whoah,
I've
had
my
fun,
people,
ooh,
if
I
don′t
get
Well
no
more
Yes,
my
health
is
faillin'
on
me
now,
people
Ooh,
and
I′m
goin',
goin'
down
slow
Yes,
tell
my
mother,
people,
please
tell
her
the
shape
I′m
in
Ooh
yes,
tell
my
people,
mother,
tell
her
the
shape
I′m
In
Tell
her
to
pray
for
me,
people,
ooh,
to
forgive,
People,
my
sins
Oohooh
mother,
mother
I
live
alone
with
my
prayers
Ooh,
tell
my
mother,
people,
tell
her
this
is
all
in
Prayers
Yes,
if
you
don't
see
this
old
body,
mother
Hey,
you
know
I′m
out
in
the
world
somewhere
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