Mandolin Man Hans Theessink

Sounds from the 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

Cottonfields Hans Theessink

back home When Jess 'n I were just about knee high 'N our daddy's corn was ridin' mighty high In them sweet old cottonfields back home Mama would pray to the lord to save our cattle 'N get the mandolin

Louisiana Man Hans Theessink

Louisiana road Soon as I could walk, I had to carry a load Papa left when I was just about four Mama died, didn't want to live no more Louisian', Louisian' Lord have mercy Mercy on a Louisiana man

Hunted Man Hans Theessink

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 she woke up from her sleep I'm a hunted man

Traveling Man Hans Theessink

I'm a traveling man and the highway is my home Here today, tomorrow I'll be gone From the Mexican line to the windy city Ain't got much to loose And all I need is a good old country-blues Gypsy

Blind Willie Hans Theessink

Blind Willie, he was a blind man Blind Willie, he was a blind man Didn't have no eyesight, power in his hands Beatup Stella, big 12-string guitar Beatup Stella, big 12-string guitar Hot shot Willie

Man With A Broken Heart Hans Theessink

is sinking low My thoughts unclear, 'cause I don't know Where we went wrong, what made you want to part The house we used to call our home Feels cold and empty, now you're gone All you left is a man

Soul Of A Man Hans Theessink

I’m going to ask the question Please answer if you can Is there anybody’s children can tell me Just what is the soul of a man?

Late Last Night Hans Theessink

Conductor man, Mr.

Flying Shoes Hans Theessink

Flying shoes, flying shoes Running like a bullet, down the avenue Baby baby take my advice I tell you once and I tell you twice Mama I want you to understand I don't want you messing with no other man

False Accusations Hans Theessink

If I had money just like Henry Ford If I had money just like Henry Ford Have my breakfast here And my supper in New York They accused me of murder, never raised my hand I may be a poor man But

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,

Midnight Special Hans Theessink

up early in the morning, hear the toll bell ring Go walk up to the table, see the same damn thing Knife 'n fork are on the table, nothin' in my pan But if I complain about it, get trouble from the man

My Baby Changed The Lock On Her Door Hans Theessink

and my blue suede shoes And my old guitar, a Gibson Kalamazoo But how on earth could you throw out my rhythm 'n blues (Spoken: Especially that old Ray Charles record) They say you've got a new man

Homeless Hans Theessink

and you know that the hard times will All my money gone, everyday there's a knocking on the door All my money gone, everyday there's a loud knocking on the door It's that mean old rent collector-man

Went To The Doctor Hans Theessink

don't mind If the boogie woogie kills me, Lordie, I don't mind Went to the doctor, doctor told me son Ain't very wise what you done done If you don't skip your sporting life You gonna be a dead man

Sail On Hans Theessink

sail on, I won't lie down My love is waiting on the other shore I will sail on, I won't lie down From the Arizona desert I bring you burning sand Bring you ancient wisdom from the red and yellow man

Bluesdoctor Hans Theessink

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 man

Cajun Boogie Hans Theessink

Alligator jumps around Wags his tail to the squeeze-box sound There's a fish-fry and there's hot gumbo4 Come on baby let's go Tune up the fiddle, roisin' up the bow Listen to the fiddle of Old Man

Bourgeois Blues Hans Theessink

White folks in Washington they do know how Throw a man a nickel just to see him bow Lord it's a bourgeois town ...

Hard Road Blues Hans Theessink

, take up on the road Grab my suitcase, take up on the road I'm going away, where I've never been before Moon going down, sun rising in the east Moon going down, sun rising in the east Another man

Paint The Town Hans Theessink

the rainbow We gonna paint the town Tonight we're getting down We gonna paint the town All colors of the rainbow We gonna paint the town Find a loud bar A whining slide-guitar And a bass man

Rolling Stone Hans Theessink

rolling stone A rolling stone gathers no moss Never know if he'll be back again Roads to travel and bridges to cross Come and go with the wind Hey mama tell me, why did she leave home She loved a man

Living In The Fast lane Hans Theessink

mind fly free But that goddamn' habit is killing by degree Living in the fast lane, never go slow Living in the fast lane, anything goes Builds walls around you, bars up the door Makes a strong man

Sidewalk Hobo Hans Theessink

a simple tune Or the words to the songs that he had wrote Take me back to Memphis, I've got to do some things I've been in this city way too long And it lays heavy on my mind when I see another man

The Planet Hans Theessink

too low The planet still keeps turning Draws a circle 'round the sun Seasons come and seasons go What's been done Can't be made undone Fires of hate are burning They're burning everywhere Man

Johnny & The Devil Hans Theessink

jive and Johnny can boogie Let the music flow so free Play the strings so you can hear them ring Through the bayou1 country Now the people came from near and far When they heard about the guitar-man

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 yo...

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 f...

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 I li...

Dough Roller Blues Hans Theessink

Yes I rolled and I tumbled, cried the whole night long Yes I rose this morning, didn't know right from wrong Have you ever woke up, your dough-roller gone Then you wring your hands, cry all day l...

Cuckoo Hans Theessink

When you hear them cuckoos hollerin' When you hear them cuckoos hollerin' When you hear them cuckoos hollerin' Sign of rain, sign of rain When you hear them woodowls callin' through the night Whe...

Crazy Moon Hans Theessink

Crazy moon, look what you've done Crazy moon, look what you've done Crazy moon, look what you've done Took away my woman, left me all alone Crazy moon, drive me out of my mind Crazy moon, drive m...

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 ...

Train Hans Theessink

Engineer get ready, ride that train Engineer get ready, ride that train Engineer get ready, ride that train Gotta take this poor boy back home again Keep them wheels a-rolling, keep a steady time...

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 Mississi...

Mississippi Hans Theessink

Starting out of Memphis, highway 61 Traces of the places where the blues began Sun is blazing, horizon far Echoes of a national steel guitar Down in Mississippi Down in Mississippi Down in Missis...

Going Home Hans Theessink

The music’s over and the crowd is gone We really rocked the joint tonight Get on the bus, head for the road Watch out for those highway signs Got a woman waiting down the line At the brighter side...

Six Strings Down Hans Theessink

Alpine valley In the middle of the night Six strings down On the heaven-bound flight Got a pick, a strap, guitar on his back Ain’t gonna cut the angels no slack Heaven done called Another blues-st...

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 Tonigh...

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, ...

Journey On Hans Theessink

The road may be rough and rocky Temptations may be strong We may be tried and we may be denied But we must journey on Journey on, journey on We must journey on We may be tried and we may be denie...

The Cuckoo Hans Theessink

Well the cuckoo she's a pretty bird And she wobbles as she flies But the cuckoo never wobbles Till the sixth day of July Jack o'Diamonds, Jack o'Diamonds Well I know you from old You've robbed my...

New Cocaine Blues Hans Theessink

You take Sally and I take Sue Ain't no difference between the two Cocaine, all around my brain Sittin' by the railroad line Waitin' for that chick o' mine Cocaine, all around my brain Holed up i...

Sitting In Limbo Hans Theessink

Sitting here in Limbo But I know it won't be long Sitting here in Limbo Like a bird without a song Well they're putting up resistance But I know that my faith will lead me on Sitting here in Limb...

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 a...

Darkest Hour Hans Theessink

Oh the sun is nearly rising And the night is almost gone And the night is almost gone The darkest hour is just before dawn Won't you cuddle up a little closer Mama won't you hold my hand Mama won...

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 Can't...

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 ...

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 ...