Bob Dylan (Live 1961) - Fixin' To Die

Bob Dylan singing 'Fixin' To Die' at the Carnegie Recital Hall on November 4th 1961

Feeling funny in my mind, Lord,
I believe I'm fixing to die, fixing to die
Feeling funny in my mind, Lord
I believe I'm fixing to die
Well, I don't mind dying
But I hate to leave my children crying
Well, I look over yonder to that burying ground
Look over yonder to that burying ground
Sure seems lonesome, Lord, when the sun goes down

Feeling funny in my eyes, Lord,
I believe I'm fixing to die, fixing to die
Feeling funny in my eyes, Lord
I believe I'm fixing to die
Well, I don't mind dying but
I hate to leave my children crying
There's a black smoke rising, Lord
It's rising up above my head, up above my head
It's rising up above my head, up above my head
And tell Jesus make up my dying bed.

I'm walking kind of funny, Lord
I believe I'm fixing to die, fixing to die
Yes I'm walking kind of funny, Lord
I believe I'm fixing to die
Fixing to die, fixing to die
Well, I don't mind dying
But I hate to leave my children crying.

Willie Dixon: You Shook Me

You Shook Me 4:18 Trk 6
(Willie Dixon)
Willie Dixon
Album: 'Willie Dixon I Am The Blues'
Chess Records 1970, reissue
Originally produced by Abner - Spector
Columbia Legacy CK 53627 ('360 Sound')
Willie Dixon - vocal w/Chicago All-stars:
Johnny Shines - guitar, Walter 'Shakey' Horton - harmonica
Sunnyland Slim, Lafayette Leake - piano
and Clifton James - drums
Transcriber: Awcantor@aol.com



You know you shook me
You shook me all night long
(You wouldn't turn me loose)
Whoa, you shook me, pretty mama
You shook me all night long
(Couldn't rest a bit)
Whoa, you just crept on me, shakin' me, baby
Whoa-oh, you done messed up my happy home

You know, ya move me, baby
Just like a hurricaine
(Boy, an that's a strong wind)
Whoa, you move me, pretty mama
You know, you move me
Just like a hurricaine
(Didn't have a chance)
Ooh, you move me, pretty mama
Just like a earthquake can move the land
(Boy, she shook me all over)

(harmonica & instrumental)

'Have Mercy On Me!'

Sometimes I wonder-ooo
What's gonna happen
To my po' wife and child?
Lord, sometimes I wonder-ooo
What's gonna happen
To my po' wife and child?
Now baby, you done made me love you-ooo
Lord, I just can't be satisfied

You know ya shook me
You shook me all night long
You know you shook me, mama
(Wouldn't even stop)
You shook me all night long
You know you kept on shakin' me, darlin'
Lord, you done messed up my happy home.

Willie Dixon: I'm Nervous

When my b-b-baby calls me d-d-daddy
And she c-c-call me real slow-sh
I a-ask her what she want
And she says ' I-I don't kn-know'
I get nervous
M-m-man. I get nervous
I'm a n-n-nervous man
And I t-t-tremble all in my b-b-bones

A-when she take me in her arms
And she squeeze, squeeze me tight
Start to sh-shakin' in her voice
And she say, 'Ev'ry-th-thing's alright'
I get the n-nervous man
Man, I-I-I get nervous
I'm a n-n-nervous man
And I t-t-tremble all in my b-b-bones

(guitar & instrumental)

Now, a-when my b-b-baby
K-k-kiss me, f-f-f-feel like-a
L-l-l-lightnin' hit my b-b-brains
My heart b-b-beat like thunder
And she call me's baby names
I get-a n-n-n-nervous
M-man, I-I get nervous
I'm a n-n-nervous m-m-man
And I t-t-tremble all in my bones.

Howlin Wolf: Spoonful

It could be a
spoonful
of diamonds
Could be a spoonful of gold
Just a little spoon of your precious love
Satisfies my soul
Men lies about little
Some of them cries about little
Some of them dies about little
Everything fight about little spoonful
That spoon, that spoon, that spoonful
It could be a spoonful of coffee
Could be a spoonful of tea
But a little spoon of your precious love
Good enough for me
Men lies about that
Some of them dies about that
Some of them cries about that
But everything fight about that spoonful
That spoon, that spoon, that spoonful
It could be a spoonful of water
Saved from the deserts sand
But one spoon of them fortifies
Save you from another man
Men lies about that
Some of them cries about that
Some of them dies about that
Everybody fightin' about that spoonful
That spoon, that spoon, that spoonful

KOKO TAYLOR / IRMA THOMAS / RUTH BROWN / B.B.KING

Koko Taylor - Ernestine

Ernestine, you'd better leave my man alone, ernestine, because of you i can't go on,
I told you for the last time,
To find you a man of you own.

Ernestine,what you doing,you know it ain't right,
Ernestine,when you play,it make me wanna fight,
Girl you playin with danger,
And girl, this might take, it might.

Chorus
Riff/ i warned yo/u once
Riff/ girl without a/ doubt
Riff/ 2 strikes yo/u lose
Riff/ third strike you'/re out
Riff/ like a base/ball game
Riff/ you dancin wi/th a slugger
Riff/ i hit a grand/ slam,
Cause i'm a bad mmam duck

Ernestine, you'd better leave my man alone
I told you for the last time,
To find you a man of your own.

Solo (like vs)

Ernestine, you playin with fire, you know you'll burn
Ernestine,i know, where you come from
You refuse to listen,
But you ain't in the right school to learn.

Chorus

Ernestine,you'd better leave my man alone,
I told you for the last time, to find/ you a man of you own.

Koko Taylor: nothing take the place of you

I moved your pictures from my wall and I replaced them with large and small
And each new day finds me so blue nothing takes the place of you
I read your letters one by one and I still love you when it's all said and done
And oh my darling I'm so blue cause nothing oh nothing takes the place of you
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As I write this letter it's raining on my window pane
And I feel the need of you cause without you nothing seems the same
So I'll wait till you're home again I love you but I'm all alone
And oh my darling I'm so blue cause nothing oh nothing takes the place of you
As I write this letter...