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Mean Red Spider
03:34
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I got a mean red spider,
She been webbin' all over town.
I got a mean red spider,
She been webbin' all over town.
Gonna get me a mean black spider,
Tear her cobweb down.
I got a break sure comin',
Ain't no need for me to moan.
I got a break sure comin',
Ain't no need for me to moan.
She just a mean red spider,
Breakin' up my happy home.
Lord if I don't go crazy,
Surely I'll lose my mind.
If I don't go crazy,
Surely I lose my worried mind.
She just a mean red spider,
She done bother me all the time.
She been webbin' all over town.
I got a mean red spider,
She been webbin' all over town.
Gonna get me a mean black spider,
Tear her cobweb down.
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Old Dan Tucker
03:41
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Old Dan tucker was a fine old man,
Washed his face in a fryin' pan,
Combed his hair with a wagon wheel,
Died with a toothache in his heel.
Get out the way Old Dan Tucker,
You're too late to get your supper,
Get out the way Old Dan Tucker,
You're too late to get your supper,
Old Dan Tucker came to town,
Riding a billy goat, leadin' a hound,
The hound dog barked, the billy goat jumped,
Landed old Tucker on a stump,
Get out the way Old Dan Tucker,
You're too late to get your supper,
Get out the way Old Dan Tucker,
You're too late to get your supper,
Old Dan Tucker got drunk and fell,
Into the fire kicked up hell,
Red hot coal got in his shoe,
Oh my lord the ashes flew!
Get out the way Old Dan Tucker,
You're too late to get your supper,
Get out the way Old Dan Tucker,
You're too late to get your supper,
Now Old Dan Tucker came to town,
Leadin' those ladies all around,
First to the right, then to the left,
Then to the girl he liked the best,
Get out the way Old Dan Tucker,
You're too late to get your supper,
Get out the way Old Dan Tucker,
You're too late to get your supper.
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Cocaine
04:54
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You take Sally and I'll take Sue,
There ain't no difference between the two,
Cocaine, running all round my brain
I'm heading down Scott now I turn up Main,
Looking for that girl who sells cocaine,
Cocaine, running all round my brain
Aw mama come here quick,
That old cocaine bout to make me sick
Cocaine, running all round my brain
The whole thing started round about quarter past four,
The cops come knockin on my hotel room door,
'Where's the cocaine?',
Said it's running all round my brain,
Then I was talking to my doctor down at the hospital,
He said 'Son, it says here you're 27, that's impossible!'
Cocaine, 'You look like you could be 45'
Aw mama come here quick,
That old cocaine bout to make me sick
Cocaine, running all round my brain
Here comes my baby she's all dressed in white,
Come on now mama won't you spend the night,
Cocaine, runnin' all round my brain,
Here comes my baby she's all dressed in red,
She says cocaine is gonna kill me dead,
Cocaine, runnnin' all round my brain
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7. |
Hard Travelin'
03:06
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The New Sheriffs Belfast, UK
Country, folk and blues from Belfast.
Dec - guitar/vocals
Tom -
fiddle/vocals
also sometimes featuring:
John Martin - bass/vocals
Steve Cummings - harmonica
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