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Negative One
03:19
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2. |
I Mean You (take 2)
04:04
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Well I got a little question for you?
I said you, yes I mean you
I've got a little question for you
Well I mean you
Well now, Don't you know I'm talkin' to you?
Why did you treat me that way?
After I said those things that I said that day?
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3. |
Bemshaw Swing
03:12
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4. |
Bike Ride
03:50
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Well I was out for a ride, pickin' up my malt liquor
The weather got cold, my layers got thicker
There was ice on the road, well it's never been slicker
Out for a bike ride
I walk so slow, everybody's going quicker
Cars pass me, they're givin' me the finger
They cut me off, and I'm stifling my anger
Goin' out for a bike ride
But when the traffic clears, I feel the wind in my ears
I never felt so free to roll on peaceably
And I was out for a ride and the weather is getting warmer
The sun feels good and my layers getting thinner
My legs so strong don't need to tell me I'm a winner
Goin' out for a bike ride
But when the traffic clears, I feel the wind in my ears
I never felt so free to roll on peaceably
And I was out for a ride and the weather is getting warmer
The sun feels good and my layers getting thinner
My legs so strong don't need to tell me I'm a winner
Goin' out for a bike ride
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5. |
Mardi Gras Mambo
04:44
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Down in New Orleans
Where the blues was born
It takes a cool cat
To blow a horn
On LaSalle and Rampart Street
The combo's there with a mambo beat
The Mardi Gras, mambo, mambo, mambo
Down in New Orleans
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6. |
My Sweet Honey-Bee
03:41
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7. |
Cherokee
06:06
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Brave Indian warrior, since first I met you,
I can't forget you, Cherokee sweetheart.
Child of the prairie, your love keeps calling,
my heart enthralling, Cherokee.
Dreams of summertime, of lovertime gone by,
throng my memory so tenderly, and sigh. My
Brave Indian warrior, one day I'll hold you,
in my arms fold you, Cherokee.
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8. |
Bolivar Blues
03:05
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9. |
Dexter's Strut
04:57
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That's what my Meow said
I'm a tough cat, don't tell me what to do
I get along fine, fine without you
I'm out all night, I sleep all day
Gimme some crunchies and then go away
I'm all wet, now I'm all cold
I need to come in because you need me to hold
I'm Struttin' Dexter, them squirrels look out
The crows are calling the chipmunks uhhhh
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10. |
Red Clay
03:55
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11. |
Inter-planetary
04:31
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12. |
Blues Medley in F
02:58
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13. |
So Tired
02:50
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14. |
Come Down/ Jungle Boogie
03:15
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Hey, now you, drank up all my liquor, come on
What I'm supposed to do now?
And you talking all that shit, now come on
You gonna have to back it up
If I get too high now, sugar, come on
I might never come down
You know I might never come down
Let me get down
You might not never come down
Now let me come down
You might not never come down
Let me get down!
You might never ever come down
It took too long to get this high off the ground
Don't run, just stay awhile
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Well, I stand up next to a mountain
And I chop it down with the edge of my hand.
Well, I stand up next to a mountain,
Chop it down with the edge of my hand.
Well, I pick up all the pieces and make an island,
Might even raise just a little sand.
'Cause I'm a voodoo chile,
Lord knows I'm a voodoo chile, baby.
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16. |
Sweet Georgia Brown
06:32
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No gal made has got a shade on Sweet Georgia Brown
Two left feet, oh so neat, has Sweet Georgia Brown
They all sigh and want to die for Sweet Georgia Brown
I'll tell you just why, you know I don't lie not much
It's been said she knocks 'em dead when she lands in town
Since she came why it's a shame how she cools them down
Fellas she can't get must be fellas she ain't met
Georgia claimed her, Georgia named her Sweet Georgia Brown
No gal made has got a shade on Sweet Georgia brown
Two left feet, oh so neat, has Sweet Georgia Brown
They all sigh and want to die for Sweet Georgia Brown
I'll tell you just why, you know I don't lie not much
All those gifts, those courters give to Sweet Georgia Brown
They buy clothes at fashion shows with one dollar down
Oh boy, tip your hat, oh joy, she's the cat
Who's that, mister? It ain't a sister, Sweet Georgia Brown
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17. |
Equinox
04:28
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TROMBONE//VOCALS
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