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Holy Mother

Holy Mother, where are you?
Tonight I feel broken in two.
I've seen the stars fall from the sky.
Holy mother, can't keep from crying.

Oh I need your help this time,
Get me through this lonely night.
Tell me please which way to turn
To find myself again.

Holy mother, hear my prayer,
Somehow I know you're still there.
Send me please some peace of mind;
Take away this pain.

I can't wait, I can't wait, I can't wait any longer.
I can't wait, I can't wait, I can't wait for you.

Holy mother, hear my cry,
I've cursed your name a thousand times.
I've felt the anger running through my soul;
All I need is a hand to hold.

Oh I feel the end has come,
No longer my legs will run.
You know I would rather be
In your arms tonight.

When my hands no longer play,
My voice is still, I fade away.
Holy mother, then I'll be
Lying in, safe within your arms.

 

Honey in Your Hips

When I get out on the dancing floor,
There ain't no stopping for an hour more.
I go rocking up and down and around and round.
I go reeling to the beat of that crazy sound.
I can't stop, I want to kiss your pretty lips,
'Cause I know, pretty babe, you got honey in your hips.

I can't stop my feet and I can't stop my hands
When I hear the sound of a rock 'n' roll band.
Gotta rock, gotta roll, gonna jump and shout;
Nobody better come and turn me out.
I'm staying all night till I get my kicks,
'Cause you know, pretty babe, you got honey in your hips.

I want you and you want me.
We're gonna dance all night till we both feel free.
We'll shake and we'll shimmy right across the floor.
When it gets late, we'll dance out the door.
You better get ready with your pretty lips,
'Cause you know, pretty babe, you got honey in your hips.

 

Hoochie Coochie Man

Gypsy woman told my mother 'fore I was born,
You got a boy-child coming, gonna be a son of a gun.
Gonna make pretty womens jump and shout,
And then the world wanna know what this all about.

But you know I'm here.
Everybody knows I'm here.
Well, I'm the hoochie coochie man.
Everybody knows I'm here.

I got the black cat bone and I got a mojo tooth.
I got the John the Conquerer Root, gonna mess with you.
I'm gonna make you girls lead me by my hand,
And then the world will know the hoochie coochie man.

Chorus

On the seventh hour, on the seventh day,
On the seventh month, seven doctors say,
"He was born for good luck, that you'll see."
I got seven hundred dollars; don't you mess with me!

Chorus

 

Hoodoo Man

Well I wonder what's exactly the matter.
Child you know the time.
Seemed like an hour.
Everything had changed.

I hold up my head.
Girl, I'm just trying to make you understand.
Well now, everybody tell me
Somebody hoodoo'd the hoodoo man.

Well now, I buzzed your bell this morning;
You had your elevator running slow.
I buzzed your bell in, woman,
Take me on the third floor.

Chorus

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First Verse

Chorus

 

Hound Dog

You ain't nothing but a hound dog
Been snoopin' round my door
You ain't nothing but a hound dog
Been snoopin' round my door
You can wag your tail
But I ain't gonna feed you no more

You told me you was high class
I could see through that
You told me you was high class
I could see through that
And baby I know
You ain't no real cool cat

First Verse

You made me feel so blue
You made me weep and moan
You made me feel so blue
You made me weep and moan
'Cause I'm looking for a woman
All your lookin' for is a home

 

How Long Blues

How long, baby how long,
Has that evening train been gone?
How long, how how long, baby how long?

Went to the station, didn't see no train.
Down in my heart, I have an aching pain.
How long, how how long, baby how long?

I feel disgusted, I feel so bad
Thinking 'bout the good time that I once had had.
How long, how how long, baby how long?

I could see the green grass growing on the hill;
I ain't seen no greenback on a dollar bill.
How long, how how long, baby how long?

You're gonna be sorry you feel so blue.
When you want me, baby, I declare I want, want you.
How long, how how long, baby how long?

Don't have no money for to ride the train.
I would ride the rugs, baby, to be with you again.
How long, how how long, baby how long?

How long, baby how long
Must I keep my, my watching point?
How long, how how long, baby how long?

 

Hung Up on Your Love

I was ready to take a chance,
I found myself a new romance.
Then you call that same old night,
Always change my mind.

Oh no, not again.
Oh no, not again.

Just when I thought it was over, you come back
And I'm hung up on your love again.
Just when I thought I was free, you come back.
Now I'm hung up on your love again.

Just as I was doing good,
You come back, just to prove you could.
Things will always be the same,
With me the victim of the game.

Oh no, not again.
Oh no, not again.

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Hungry

Last night as I stepped into the stage lights,
I heard the people cry when they saw my face.
There's nothing like our hearts beating in time.
The crowd may inspire, but you give me my strength.

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Oh, hungry, I'm hungry, I'm hungry
For your sweet smile.
Lonely, I'm lonely, I'm lonely,
I need to hold you for a while.

I've been slipping into desperation;
You're the only salvation that the Lord designed.
Your absence is controlling my defenses.
My life is senseless without you by my side.

[Chorus 2x]

Loose ladies on the road will drive you crazy.
Every "no" becomes a "maybe", it never takes too long.
Missing you, I don't know what I'm gonna do.
You don't know what I'm going through; everything seems wrong.

[Chorus]

 

I Ain't Gonna Stand For It

I don't want to believe what they're telling me;
Somebody's been picking in my cherry tree.
I don't want to mistrust somebody by mistake.
Somebody's been digging 'round in my cake.

And I ain't gonna stand for it, baby.
I ain't gonna stand for it, baby.
I ain't gonna stand for it, baby, nah nah.
I ain't gonna stand for it, baby.
I ain't gonna stand for it, baby.
I ain't gonna stand for it, baby, nah nah, nah nah.

I don't want to believe what somebody said;
Somebody said somebody's shoe was under my bed.
I don't want to cause nobody no bodily harm.
Somebody's been rubbing on my good luck charm.

Chorus

Oh, my my my my my my.
Oh, my my my my my my.
Oh, my my my my my my.
Oh, my my my my my my.

Chorus

Chorus

 

I Ain't Got You

I got a Maserati G.T.
With snakeskin upholstery.
I got a charge account at Goldblatt's,
But I ain't got you.

I got a closet full of clothes,
But no matter where it goes,
It keeps a ring in the nose,
But I ain't got you.

I got a tavern and a liquor store.
I play the numbers, yeah, four forty-four.
I got a mojo, yeah, don't you know,
I'm all dressed up with no place to go.

I got women to the right of me.
I got women to the left of me.
I got women all around me,
But I ain't got you.
No, I ain't got you.

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Fourth Verse

No I ain't got you.

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