You Make Me Feel So Good Hans Theessink

, you make me feel so good Let me be your sugar, honey, I'm in love with you If you were the ocean, I would be a boat Rock on your water, and keep afloat If you were the earth, I would be a tree

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

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

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

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

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

Rubber Dolly Hans Theessink

My mamma told me, that she would buy me A Rubber Dolly if I'd be good But don't you tell her I've got to fall her Or she won't buy me no Rubber Dolly No Rubber Dolly, no Rubber Dolly She won't

Baby Wants To Boogie Hans Theessink

Baby where you going to, with your red shoes on?

Bluesdoctor Hans Theessink

Your mind is troubled, you feel lowdown Looking for help, can't be found Here's a number, call anytime Get the bluesdoctor, on the line Bluesdoctor, he knows just what you need Bluesdoctor, puts

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

Johnny & The Devil Hans Theessink

off the land Every Saturday night he'd play the guitar With the boys in the local band Now the devil he played with golden fingers Near the waters he did dwell Made your backbone shiver, when you

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

Living In The Fast lane Hans Theessink

Once I had a good friend, very dear to me He said, "I can handle it, it doesn't worry me" Cocaine and the needle, I know when to say no Let me tell you: my good friend, ain't here no more Living

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

Call Me Hans Theessink

When darkness lies heavy, the night is too long You need a shoulder, you can lean on Call me, call me The words of a lovesong are hurting your soul Your lover has left you standing out in the cold

Homeless Hans Theessink

When the weatherman says sunshine but the beams don't touch your window-sill When the weatherman says sunshine and the beams don't never touch your window-sill You know the good times didn't get you

New Orleans Hans Theessink

old trees Listening to the cajun1 radio Going down on the Mississippi Queen Going down down down to New Orleans Corner bands on Jackson Square Music fills the air Bon temps roulez, let the good

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.

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

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

Next Morning At Sunrise Hans Theessink

It's a long long road to travel alone Honey, without you on my side But I have to get home for some work that must be done And I miss you when I leave you out of sight Next morning at sunrise you'll

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

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

Hunted Man Hans Theessink

creep Blew a bullet through her head Before she woke up from her sleep I'm a hunted man Can't find no hiding place Gotta keep on moving Like the wild geese flyin' to the west Gonna charge me

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, make

Titanic Hans Theessink

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 this mighty ocean-liner "even god himself couldn't sink" You

Sidewalk Hobo Hans Theessink

poems He might have been a singer whit a lot of promise Cigarettes and whisky ruined his throat And it's hard to remember even a simple tune Or the words to the songs that he had wrote Take me

Sail On Hans Theessink

the seven seas I've seen empires rise, seen the heads of the mighty fall I shared my bread with peasants, kings and all My love's in the valley, my love's on the hill She's the star that leads me

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

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

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

Set Me Free Hans Theessink

Congregation gathered by the river Early morning, dawning of the day Reverend Jones reads his sermon In the distance you can hear the people pray Roll on mighty Mississippi, wash your waters to

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

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

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

Six Strings Down Hans Theessink

flight Got a pick, a strap, guitar on his back Ain’t gonna cut the angels no slack Heaven done called Another blues-stringer back home See the voodoo chile Holding out his hand I’ve been waitin’ on you

Midnight Special Hans Theessink

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 Let the midnight special shine the light on me

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

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

Bloodsucker Blues Hans Theessink

You’re a greedy lowlife You’ve been sucking my blood Like a hole in the ground That never fills up Beat it boy, get your ugly self Out of that door I’ve had enough of your action I don’t want you

Going Home Hans Theessink

hellos, too many goodbyes The boys in the band are happy now They know we’re homeward bound Got our motor humming and a straight long road Driver put that hammer down I love my woman and she loves me

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

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?

Train Hans Theessink

her in my arms again 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 the fire burning, make

Automobile Hans Theessink

Take me for a ride in your brand new automobile Eyes on the line, 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

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

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

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

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

Homecooking Hans Theessink

from a box at Micky D's Dined in the rainbow-room I've eaten with my hands I've used a silver spoon I've wined in diners And I've dined with queens But if it comes to cooking You're the one for me