Get rhythm when you get the blues Hey, get rhythm when you get the blues Get a rock 'n' roll feelin' in your bones Get taps on your toes and just get gone Little shoeshine boy never gets low down But he's got the dirtiest job in town Bendin' low at the

My father told me, lying on his bed of death, "boy," he says, "woman she's gonna make it, don't fool your self 'cause she's got something to make a man lay that money, uh, right in her hand And the very thing that makes her rich will make you poor The

I went down to the crossroad Fell down on my knees Standin' at the crossroad babe You can run, you can run Tell my friend Willie Brown I looked east and west Asked the lord above "Have mercy now Save poor Bob if you please" Yeeooo, standin' at the

But history does record That Bob and Charlie Ford Jesse James we understand Has killed him many a man He robbed the Union trains Have laid Jesse James in his grave It was on a Saturday night The stars were shining bright When they robbed that Union train

Tell Him what you want Jesus is on that mainline Call Him up and tell Him what you want And if you're feeling down and out I know Jesus is on that mainline Well, the line ain't never busy Call Him up, call Him up, call Him up, call Him up Wo, that line

All my life I've been a travellin' man I had a gal, I couldn't get her off my mind His game is rambling when he gets the chance Guess I'll travel, guess I'll let her be (Arthur Blake, adapted by Ry Ry Cooder) Stayin' alone and doing the best I can I ship my

Lord, he made a woman out of me (Yes, he did) (He made a woman) Joe made a woman out of me I was born on a levy A little bit south of Montgomery Mama worked in the big house And, daddy, he worked for the county I never had no learning

Because I used to love her, but it's all over now The table's have turned, now it's her turn to cry Well, baby used to stay out, all night long She made me cry and she did me wrong She had my nose open, that's no lie Well, she used to run around with

I never saw the gal again Just dig my grave beside the railroad So I can hear the trains go by (Traditional, adapted by Ry Ry Cooder) Come and gather all around me Listen to my tale of woe Got some good advice to give you Lots of things you oughta know Take

The farmer is the man, the farmer is the man (Traditional, adapted by Ry Ry Cooder) (D) - (A) - (E) (A) We worked through Spring and Winter, through (D) Summer and through (A) Fall But the mortgage worked the hardest and the (E) steadiest of us all It (A)