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Bio
(Spoken:) Lord have mercy,
got to tell it, tell it just like it is, ev抮y word.
Yeah! I was living in St. Louis
In the year of nineteen fifty five
Mama didn抰 have no great mansion,
Just a little old country dive.
Papa worked all week long,
Try抧?to keep us six kids alive.
So I hitch hiked to Chicago
Just to hear Muddy Waters play
I sat and listened to him sing
Until the early hours of day
I asked him what I could do to make it
And it was he who showed me the way
I went back home and wrote a song
And made a record I could claim
The little tune jumped on the charts
And rode me right on up to fame
It netted over ten thousand dollars
And added glory to my name
I was standing at the airport
With my guitar in my hand
And a first class ticket
Destination movie land
I will be in Hollywood, Mama
Before the roosters crow again
When I first started playing music
Over sixteen years ago
Every big town in the country
From St. Francisco to Baltimore
Trying to bring some happy hours
Doing the only thing I know
Can抰 help it, but I love it
Stand here, sing to you
Brings back so many memories
Many things we used to do
æ…£ill I see you here again
Take care, good luck to you
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Take care, good luck to you
æ…£ill I see you here again
Many things we used to do
Brings back so many memories
Stand here, sing to you
Can抰 help it, but I love it
Doing the only thing I know
Trying to bring some happy hours
From St. Francisco to Baltimore
Every big town in the country
Over sixteen years ago
When I first started playing music
Before the roosters crow again
I will be in Hollywood, Mama
Destination movie land
And a first class ticket
With my guitar in my hand
I was standing at the airport
And added glory to my name
It netted over ten thousand dollars
And rode me right on up to fame
The little tune jumped on the charts
And made a record I could claim
I went back home and wrote a song
And it was he who showed me the way
I asked him what I could do to make it
Until the early hours of day
I sat and listened to him sing
Just to hear Muddy Waters play
So I hitch hiked to Chicago
Try抧?to keep us six kids alive.
Papa worked all week long,
Just a little old country dive.
Mama didn抰 have no great mansion,
In the year of nineteen fifty five
Yeah! I was living in St. Louis
got to tell it, tell it just like it is, ev抮y word.
(Spoken:) Lord have mercy,
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