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Steven1:

And Muddy also added in that great Blues Masterpiece:

"I've got seven hundred dollar,don't you mess with me"!

Well, who the hell is Pop's?
Just kidding, I remember starting this thread, just to laud Pop's for his excellent tour, and this has morphed into a monster, much like Frankenstein. Just let's get back to helping each other enjoy the panocha, and stop the bulls**t. Bunch of old squabbling hens.

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" Omit no happy hour that may give furtherance to our expedition."

Amen. Them squabbling hens hate it when the little red rooster steps into the barnyard!

click here to hear the song

I am the little red rooster, too lazy to crow for day
I am the little red rooster, too lazy to crow for day
Keep everything in the barnyard, upset in every way

Oh the dogs begin to bark, and the hound begin to howl
Oh the dogs begin to bark, hound begin to howl
Ooh watch out strange kind people, cause little red rooster is on the prowl

If you see the little red rooster, please drag him home
If you see the little red rooster, please drag him home
There ain't no peace in the barnyard, since the little red rooster been gone



(apologies to Willie Dixon and Chester Burnett)

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"Actual happiness always looks pretty squalid in comparison with the over-compensations for misery. And, of course, stability isn't nearly so spectacular as instability. And being contented has none of the glamour of a good fight against misfortune, none of the picturesqueness of a struggle with temptation, or a fatal overthrow by passion or doubt. Happiness is never grand."
- Aldous Huxley, Brave New World, Ch. 16

How bout this one:

Dogs begin to bark, all over my neighborhood, I've got a bad bad feeling about the future and it ain't no good. I ain't superstitious, but a black cat just crossed my path!!

No apologies necessary to Chester Burnett or Mr. Bluesman, Willie Dixon, Brother Steven1. You're a soul man to the bone. No joke. And Brother Zunbake3 is right there with you.

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"A man accustomed to hear only the echo of his own sentiments, soon bars all the common avenues of delight, and has no part in the general gratification of mankind"--Dr. Johnson
"Amen, brother"-ED

Jazzbo:

I'm not sure if you are a Bluesman, but you sure the hell look like one!!!

while we are at it...how about Red House.Jimi Hendrix

There's a red house over yonder, that's where my baby stays.
There's a red house over yonder, baby, that's where my baby stays.
Well, I ain't been home to see my baby in about ninety nine and one half days,
'bout time I see her.

Wait a minute, something's wrong.
The key wont unlock the door.
Wait a minute, something's wrong, baby.
The key wont unlock the door.
I got a bad, bad feeling that my baby don't live here no more.

I might as well go on back down,
Go back 'cross yonder over the hill.
I might as well go back over yonder
Way back yonder 'cross the hill, (That's where I come from)
'Cos if my baby don't love me no more.
I know her sister will!

Now all we need to do is re-write the House of the Rising Son for SJO instead of New Orleans!

Hey, I took a crack at that a couple of days ago on a different thread.

The words fit the music better using "Hotel Zona Blue" so I went with that even though it's now called Hotel Little Havana.

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"All them women gonna make me,
teach 'em what they don't know how..." TMIB

Kickstand:

Awesome dude, awesome!!!! Pure genius. I love it!!!

Woo Hoo! Thanks Pop's Tour for sponsoring this hijack into Bluesland!

Red House?!! Yee Haw! An electric blues classic if ever there bees one! And Kickstand....you're a poet!

......but going back to Mr. Morganfield, let's take a look at:

Click me to listen!
Had a pretty little girl, I lose my baby, boy ain't that bad
Had a pretty little girl, I lose my baby, boy ain't that bad
You can't spend what you ain't got,
you can't lose some little girl you ain't never had

Had money in the bank, I got busted, people ain't that bad
Had money in the bank, I got busted, people ain't that bad
You can't spend what you ain't got,
you can't lose some little girl you ain't never had

Ain't that the truth boys

Had a sweet little home, it got burned down, people ain't that bad
My own fault, people ain't that bad
Well you know you can't spend what you ain't got,
you can't lose some blues you ain't never had

Have mercy!

Sweet little home, got burned down, people ain't that bad
Yeah you know I had a sweet little home, it got burned down, people ain't that bad
Whoa you know you can't spend what you ain't got,
you can't lose some little girl you ain't never had

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"Actual happiness always looks pretty squalid in comparison with the over-compensations for misery. And, of course, stability isn't nearly so spectacular as instability. And being contented has none of the glamour of a good fight against misfortune, none of the picturesqueness of a struggle with temptation, or a fatal overthrow by passion or doubt. Happiness is never grand."
- Aldous Huxley, Brave New World, Ch. 16

But....we can't always have the blues can me? I dunno....that's one I'm gonna have to fiddle with on my "Reasons" mini blog over in smack talk. I think Mr. Morganfield wrote this one for all of us:

Click me to sing along!
Yeah bring me champagne when I'm thirsty.
Bring me reefer when I want to get high.
Yeah bring me champagne when I'm thirsty.
Bring me reefer when I want to get high.
Well you know when I'm lonely
Bring my woman set her right down here by my side.
Well you know there should be no law
on people that want to smoke a little dope.
Well you know there should be no law
on people that want to smoke a little dope.
Well you know it's good for your head
And it relax your body don't you know.

Everytime I get high
I lay my head down on my baby's breast.
Well you know I lay down be quiet
Tryin' to take my rest.
Well you know she done hug and kiss me
Says Muddy your one man that I love the best.

I'm gonna get high
Gonna get high just as sure as you know my name.
Y'know I'm gonna get so high this morning
It's going to be a cryin' shame.
Well you know I'm gonna stick with my reefer
Ain't gonna be messin' round with no cocaine.

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"Actual happiness always looks pretty squalid in comparison with the over-compensations for misery. And, of course, stability isn't nearly so spectacular as instability. And being contented has none of the glamour of a good fight against misfortune, none of the picturesqueness of a struggle with temptation, or a fatal overthrow by passion or doubt. Happiness is never grand."
- Aldous Huxley, Brave New World, Ch. 16

What's this--BluesLyrics.com? Keep on rollin'--all night long.
and now back to to talking about Pop's Tour...

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"A man accustomed to hear only the echo of his own sentiments, soon bars all the common avenues of delight, and has no part in the general gratification of mankind"--Dr. Johnson
"Amen, brother"-ED