Baby Wants To Boogie Hans Theessink

You been here such a short time, you been gone so long Baby wants to boogie, daddy wants to rock'n'roll Baby wants to boogie, daddy wants to rock'n'roll Baby where you going to, in your dress so

Love You Baby Hans Theessink

You been here such a short time, you been gone so long Baby wants to boogie, daddy wants to rock\'n\'roll Baby wants to boogie, daddy wants to rock\'n\'roll Baby where you going to, in your dress

Cajun Boogie Hans Theessink

Come on baby come along with me Down to the bayou1 country To the swamplands where the cajuns2 go Do the zydeco3 Alligator jumps around Wags his tail to the squeeze-box sound There's a fish-fry

Went To The Doctor Hans Theessink

Been across the country, been a-travellin' 'round Been in every city, been in every town Lived the hard life, drinkin' whiskey and wine If the boogie woogie kills me, Lordie, I don't mind I don't

Bluesdoctor Hans Theessink

rhythm he'll soothe your soul Make you wanna shuffle, wanna rock 'n roll If you're sick, you can be sure Bluesdoctor, got the cure Down in Mississippi, delta land He's the blues healer, he's the boogie

Johnny & The Devil Hans Theessink

his tunes from hell The river runs on so freely, the river runs to the sea Johnny sold his soul to the devil down below Who will never more set him free And he never can again be free Johnny

Mississippi Hans Theessink

Mississippi Down in Mississippi Where the blues was born Wade Walton's barbershop, backroom booze Shave and a haircut, lots of rhythm 'n blues Greenville juke joint, Saturday night Get down 'n boogie

Nine Pound Hammer Hans Theessink

Nine pound hammer, it killed John Henry Won't kill me, Lord, it won't kill me Nine pound hammer, it killed John Henry Won't kill me, Lord, it won't kill me Gone upon the mountain, for to see my

Homecooking Hans Theessink

Do some homecooking baby Do some homecooking baby Do some homecooking baby Satisfy my soul Ate from a box at Micky D's Dined in the rainbow-room I've eaten with my hands I've used a silver spoon

Where The Southern Cross The Dog Hans Theessink

Held a good job in the city Had a lay-off and they got poor me I feel so lowdown and disgusted Just can't find a way to make ends meet Take my baby by the hand, leave this town I know we'll make

Late Last Night Hans Theessink

Late last night as I laid sleeping Dreamt I heard you call my name Packed my pack, went to the station For to jump on the fastest train Mr. Conductor man, Mr.

Too Many Drivers Hans Theessink

Baby you've got too many drivers You ain't got but one wheel Don't you think it looks funny when two men 're driving your little automobile I'd rather be rolling down Rolling down the sandy hill

Flying Shoes Hans Theessink

Baby baby don't you know What happened to me a while ago I may be wrong and I may be right When I came home and I turned on the light Somebody running out your backdoor Never seen a thing move that

Tears Are Rolling Hans Theessink

Tears are rolling down like showers of rain Tears are rolling down like showers of rain Cried so many tears but they just can't ease my pain It's a lowdown shame baby, way I treated you It's a

My Baby Changed The Lock On Her Door Hans Theessink

My baby changed, changed the lock on her door My mama changed, changed the lock on her door The key I've got, it just don't fit no more My mama told me, my papa told me too My dear old mother told

Vicksburg Is My Home Hans Theessink

The winds on lake Michigan, blow chilly and cold The winds on lake Michigan, blow chilly and cold I'm gonna leave Chicago, goin' down to Vicksburg, Mississippi, that's my home If I am lucky baby

Walking The Dog Hans Theessink

Baby's back, dressed in black Silver buttons, all down her back High, low, tippytoe She broke the needle and she can't sew Walking the dog Walking the dog And if you don't know how to do it

Love Sweet Love (Version 2) Hans Theessink

I don't need your money Don't need your diamond ring I don't need your fancy car To get me back on my feet again I need your love, love sweet love Love, love, love sweet love I like my baby

Love Sweet Love (Version 1) Hans Theessink

I don't need your money Don't need your diamond ring I don't need your big Rolls Royce To get me back on my feet again I need your love, love sweet love I don't need your TV-set Don't need your

Hunted Man Hans Theessink

I'm running, running, running Feet they hardly touch the ground Policedogs on my trail 'Cause I shot my woman down I caught my baby On a midnight creep Blew a bullet through her head Before

Paint The Town Hans Theessink

Work is almost done Weekend coming on We can stay at home Kick off our shoes Or take a cab downtown Let our hair down Party all night long Like we used to do Tonight, tonight Bright city light

Train Hans Theessink

train Gotta take this poor boy back home again Keep them wheels a-rolling, keep a steady time Keep them wheels a-rolling, keep a steady time Keep them wheels a-rolling, keep a steady time Got to

Missing You Hans Theessink

Missing you baby Missing you night and day I think I’m going crazy I think I’m going crazy out here I wrote you a letter Tried to call you on the phone The line was disconnected Mail returned

Wings Hans Theessink

If I had wings like a turtle dove I'd fly away to the girl I love Just to hold her, hold her in my arms again Fly to her doorstep, knock on her window-pane Open that window, let me in Hold her

Honey Baby Blues Hans Theessink

I ain't got no honey babe now I ain't got no honey babe now And it's oh me, oh Lordy mine, I ain't got no honey babe now I leave her on the early morning train I leave her on the early morning tr...

Come Back baby Hans Theessink

Come back baby, baby please don't go One more time just before you hit the road Come back baby, let's talk it over one more time One more time, one more time Let's talk it over one more time Come

Death Letter Blues Hans Theessink

I received a letter, it was addressed in red I received a letter, it was addressed in red It said "Come on home daddy, your mama is dead" I went to the depot, caught the train a-flyin' I went to

Soul On Fire Hans Theessink

Here comes my baby, dressed in blue Hey sweet woman I’m crazy ‘bout you Oh baby, you set my soul on fire Here comes my baby, dressed in white Hey sweet woman let me hold you tonight Oh baby, you

Power Of Love Hans Theessink

Spelled l-o-v-e Just a four-letter word Such a sweet mystery Sometimes I wonder Yes, I wonder about the power of love Love is like music Sweet sounds in your ears Sometimes a sad song Moves you to

Lifeline Hans Theessink

Your love is like a lifeline Your love is like a lifeline, baby Your love is like a lifeline Baby won’t you rescue me I’m like a mountain without a valley I’m like a lock without a key I’m like

You Make Me Feel So Good Hans Theessink

I like to watch you baby, when you sleep at night When you wake up in the morning, with your sleepy eyes I will be your coffee, you can be my cup If you want me honey, you can sip me up Oh babe

Cottonfields Hans Theessink

When I was just a little bitty baby My mama would rock me in the cradle In them old cottonfields back home It was down in Louisiana Just about a mile from Texicana In them old cottonfields back

Feel Like Going Home Hans Theessink

Well late over in the evening I feel like blowin' my horn Well I woke up this morning All I had was gone Brooks run into the ocean Ocean run into the sea If I don't find my baby Somebody sure

Automobile Hans Theessink

, both hands steady at the wheel You're the most powerful driver that I've ever seen Run on dynamite instead of gasoline The way you flash the lights The way you hold the wheel Keep on rollin' baby

Lonely Days & Lonely Nights Hans Theessink

Lonely days and lonely nights Life's been full of misery I've been crying, crying, crying Since you walked out on me Woman, one day you will know You gotta reap what you sow I've been watching you baby

Going To Brownsville Hans Theessink

Well I'm goin' down to Brownsville Find me that right hand road Lord I ain't gonna stop walkin' 'Till I find sweet mama's door Well that girl that I love She got long black curly hair 'N her

Rolling Stone Hans Theessink

Hey mama tell me, where's little sister gone Sorry son but she long gone Took to the breeze, let her long hair flow She took to the road, with a rolling stone A rolling stone gathers no moss Never

29 Ways Hans Theessink

I got 29 ways to make it to my baby's door If she needs me bad, I can find about 2 or 3 more One through the basement, two down the hall When the going gets tough, I got a hole in the wall 29 ways

Bourgeois Blues Hans Theessink

Come along people, listen to me Don't try to find no home in Washington DC Lord it's a bourgeois town, it's a bourgeois town I got the bourgeois blues I'm gonna spread the news all around Me and

Sidewalk Hobo Hans Theessink

His footsteps echoed softly through the early morning hour The slowness of his move should be a warning From the trash he digs a pair of socks and yesterday's flowers What a way to start a monday-morning

Sail Away Hans Theessink

This place is in an awful fix Nothing seems to work out right The truth is like a nightmare That haunts you in the night Bad news in the papers Misery on the screen I can't take it anymore Tonight

Titanic Hans Theessink

That night it all started when the ship began to shake We were filled with amazement, a little shocked but not afraid We didn't really understand what caused the water to come in We had been told

Mandolin Man Hans Theessink

southland from bygone years Sweetest music that ever touched my ears When I heard sleepy John Estes sing First time I heard yank’s mandolin Played with Hammie Nixon and Sleepy John Kept me glued to

Shake Hands With The Sun Hans Theessink

Bye bye to the concrete, gotta leave the town Bye bye to the concrete, gotta leave the town Don't want no city hounds and foxes, always dog me 'round Days are getting longer Light is getting stronger

Run The Human Race Hans Theessink

We gotta run the human race Everybody must take part Win some or lose some And always listen to your heart There's just one earth, just one sky We all gotta live here, 'til the day we die 'Til

New Orleans Hans Theessink

Sixty-one out of Baton Rouge Down Louisian' Heading for the gulf of Mexico Sun is beating, ain't no breeze Spanish moss from big old trees Listening to the cajun1 radio Going down on the Mississippi

Minnibelle Hans Theessink

Got a woman down in Jackson Used to live on Cherry-Lane She's a real brain twister Minnibelle is her name Operator, operator Long distance on the line Please give me Minnibelle's connection

Rock The Boat Hans Theessink

Came a long way to your country Now you point your gun at me Got no money, got no papers I'm as scared as I can be Don't know where I'm going But I know I can't go back to where I've been Now you

Grinning In Your face Hans Theessink

Don't you mind people grinning in your face Don't you mind people grinning in your face There's one thing to bear in mind A true friend is hard to find Don't you mind people grinning in your face

Charly Stone Hans Theessink

If you go down to South Rampart Street There's a man down there you'll likely meet: Charly Stone, playing his slide-trombone Little children dance around Dance to his happy sound Charly Stone,