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Trouble Don't Last
Junior Wells
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I get nasty with that service after a while
Roll the tapes, because I'm through after this one
Well, you have to be over here now, baby
I'm so glad, that trouble don't last always
I'm so glad, that trouble don't last always
I was so in love with you baby
Oh why did, why did it have to happen this way
If my mother hadn't died
And my father left his little child at home
Oh, Lord help my mother, help my mother, Lord, oh
Oh we and my father left his little child at home
Oh, you know I wouldn't be in such misery
Oh, I wouldn't be such, oh, all alone
Somebody, somebody better come here, come here Junior Wells (Junior Wells)
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You know that was Buddy Guy, and I heard him say one thing
He say that uh, he really don't want no trouble
And he really doesn't want any hardship either too
And he just wanna do one thing
That's uh, get his game up tight
And let everybody know that, uh, he's a soul brother
And a soul brother consists of one person
Black, blue, green, purple, any kinda thing you wanna name him about
You know what I mean?
This is a soul brother, you only have to do one thing
Just let everybody know that you a man
And if you wanna be a lady, it's the same identical thing
And that's why, at this time that I will say one thing
I'm so tired this morn'
I could just lay down and die
Buddy, Buddy
Go ahead, I'm sayin' somethin'
Lord, I'm so tired this morn'
People I do believe I could just lay down and die
Come here boy, come here, let me tell you somethin'
Well, I think we're done, listen to my story baby
I'll tell you the reason why
Now Junior, I wanna tell you somethin' (What, what, what, what, what, what)
I wanna tell you somethin' (What, what, what, what, what, what, what)
And when I say this, I don't want you to get nasty with me
Alright, alright
I want the band to come on down here (Yeah)
I was born in Alabama (Huh?)
Man, you know I was raised up in Tennessee
Way down there? Way down there, in Tennessee? (Yes, yes)
I understand you baby, I understand, talk to me, talk to me
Hey, I was born, Lord I was born in Alabama
Say what?
Somebody tell me I was raised in Tennessee
Preach to me brother, preach to me, preach to me, preach to me
Talk to me, talk to me
It's the big span on the piano though
I hear him, I say hey
No matter where, where I travel Junior
Somebody, somebody, somebody's tryin' to make a damn fool of me
And I don't like that Junior
That's not cussin', that's damn fool
No, no, no, no (Play the guitar, play the guitar, play me the blues)
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Good mornin' little school girl
Can a old man go home with you?
That's what I meant by sayin', it didn't make any difference about
White, black, blue, green or purple
Good mornin' little school girl
Can a old man go home with you?
All you gotta do is tell your mom, and your poppa and your brother too
Oh, I just want you to tell your whole family
That I'm a school boy too
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