Текст песни: Sonny Boy Williamson I - T.B. Blues








T.B. Blues Track #11 2:57

Sonny Boy Williamson I (John Lee)

John Lee Williamson - vocal and harmonica

with Walter Davis - piano, Big Bill Broonzy - guitar

Chicago July 21, 1939

Album: `Sugar Mama`

The Essential Recordings of Sonny Boy Williamson

Indigo Recording Ltd IGOCD 2014

Transcriber: Awcantor@aol.com





(harmonica and guitar intro)





Now, but, ooh, the T.B`s is killin` me

Now, an` I want my body buried

Way down in Jackson, Tennessee



Now, when I was upon my feet

An I couldn`t even walk down the street

Pretty women, lookin` at me

From my head to my feet



But ooh, T.B.`s is killin` me

Now, an` I want my body buried

Way down in Jackson, Tennessee



I ain`t goin` to buy you no more pretty dresses

I ain`t gonna even, buy you no diamond ring

An` I`m `onna a-sell my V8 Fo`

`Cause I don`t want a doggone thing



Because ooh, the T.B.`s a-killin` me

Now, an` I want my body buried

Way down in Jackson, Tennessee



Well now, my mother she said one thing

You know my father said the same

`You keep on foolin` `round, Sonny Boy

They gon` change your name.`



But I told her, `Ooh, mama T.B.`s is killin` me`

Now, an` I want my body buried

Down in Jackson, Tennessee



Well now, here I am here sick, baby

You know an` I`m, a-layin` here in my bed, now

Even won`t none of my friends, come an even

Rub my achin` head



Because ooh, `n T.B.`s is killin` me

Now, an` I want my body buried

Way down in Jackson, Tennessee.



~

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T.B. Blues Track #11 2:57

Sonny Boy Williamson I (John Lee)

John Lee Williamson - vocal and harmonica

with Walter Davis - piano, Big Bill Broonzy - guitar

Chicago July 21, 1939

Album: `Sugar Mama`

The Essential Recordings of Sonny Boy Williamson

Indigo Recording Ltd IGOCD 2014

Transcriber: Awcantor@aol.com





(harmonica and guitar intro)





Now, but, ooh, the T.B`s is killin` me

Now, an` I want my body buried

Way down in Jackson, Tennessee



Now, when I was upon my feet

An I couldn`t even walk down the street

Pretty women, lookin` at me

From my head to my feet



But ooh, T.B.`s is killin` me

Now, an` I want my body buried

Way down in Jackson, Tennessee



I ain`t goin` to buy you no more pretty dresses

I ain`t gonna even, buy you no diamond ring

An` I`m `onna a-sell my V8 Fo`

`Cause I don`t want a doggone thing



Because ooh, the T.B.`s a-killin` me

Now, an` I want my body buried

Way down in Jackson, Tennessee



Well now, my mother she said one thing

You know my father said the same

`You keep on foolin` `round, Sonny Boy

They gon` change your name.`



But I told her, `Ooh, mama T.B.`s is killin` me`

Now, an` I want my body buried

Down in Jackson, Tennessee



Well now, here I am here sick, baby

You know an` I`m, a-layin` here in my bed, now

Even won`t none of my friends, come an even

Rub my achin` head



Because ooh, `n T.B.`s is killin` me

Now, an` I want my body buried

Way down in Jackson, Tennessee.



~

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