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LOU RAWLS lyrics

Fine Brown Frame

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Fine Brown Frame Lou Rawls (Guadalupe Cartiero / J. Mayo Williams) Buddy Johnson & His Orch. (vocal: Etta Johnson) - 1946 Nellie Lutcher & Her Rhythm - 1948 Ruth Brown - 1958 Lou Rawls with Dianne Reeves - 1989 The Blues Band - 1993 Johnny Nocturne Band with Kim Nalley - 1999 Phil Mason's All Stars (vocal: Christine Tyrell) - 2000 Oh, he's got a fine brown frame I wonder what could be his name He looks good to me, and all I can see Is his fine brown frame How long have you been around Mister when did you hit this big town I wanna scream 'cos I've never seen Such a fine brown frame All that I have is a broken down chair But I would gladly make him king on my throne Don't be a square, why don't you come over here Together we would really be gone Woh-ooh! he's got a fine brown frame I wonder what could be his name He is solid with me, and all I can see Is his fine brown frame Be be be be beep He's got such a fine brown frame I wonder what could be his name He looks good to me, and all I can see Is his fine brown frame How long have you been around Mister when did you hit this big town I wanna scream, aahhhh, 'cos I've never seen Such a fine brown frame All that I have is a broken down chair But I would gladly make him king on my throne Don't be a square, why don't you come over here Together we would really be gone Ooohh, he's such a fine brown frame Honey won't you tell me your name He is solid with me and all I can see Is his fine brown frame Now Robert Taylor, Robert Young, Ameche and Gable Are all as fine as mountain sable You may not be classed with the elite And you may not be hip to that jive-like foot, an' all reet Oh-woh-woh-woh baby you, you look like Hercules done up in bronze And I know I'm a clown whenever you're around Because I'm crazy 'bout, mad about, wild about Your fine brown frame (Transcribed by Bill Huntley & Mel Priddle - October 2004) ------------------ Lyric variations as recorded by Kim Nalley: Fine Brown Frame He's got a fine brown frame I wonder what could be his name He looks good to me and all I can see Is his fine brown frame How long have you been around Mister, when did you hit this big town I wanna scream 'cos I've never seen Such a fine brown frame Now, all that I have is a broken down chair But I would gladly make him king of my throne Don't be a square, why don't you come over here Together we could be gone Well, he got a fine brown frame Honey, won't you tell me your name He is solid with me and I wanna be With his fine brown frame AAhhh, he's got such a fine brown frame A-honey, won't you tell me your name He looks good to me, and all I can see Is his fine brown frame Well, how long have you been around Mister, when did you hit this big town I wanna scream, Wooh, 'cos I've never seen Such a fine brown frame Well now, all that I have is a broken down chair But I would gladly make you king of my throne, Yeah Said-a don't be a square, why don't you come over here Together we could really be gone He's got such a fine brown frame A-honey, won't you tell me your name He is solid with me and I wanna be With his fine brown frame (Saxophone/Piano Solos) Now, I'd rather tell a young Clark Gable Wool is fine as mountain sable You may not be classed with the elite You may not be hep with all that jive-like hoofin', all reet Woh-woh-woh-woh, Baby, look like Hercules done in bronze And I act like a clown whenever you're around Because I'm crazy 'bout, wild about, mad about Your fine brown frame (Transcribed by Mel Priddle - October 2004)

Abner Brown

JOHNNY CASH "I Would Like To See You Again"
Every town has its town bum I guess ours had one Here's a song about him, I remember him fondly Well his name was Abner Brown I knew an old drunk named Abner Brown And nobody knew when he came to town But he spread good will to his fellow men And they let him sleep in the cotton gin He could drink more brew than an army could But he had more friends and he did more good Than a lot of fine fancy people in our town So they tolerated Abner Brown And all us kids were on his side 'Cause he told us tales till our eyes grew wide And he made us feel bout ten feet tall 'Cause he had no kids but he claimed us all And after school and on weekends You could find me down at the cotton gin The truest friend that I ever found was A good old drunk named Abner Brown Abner Brown, I wish that I could see you once again I believe that you'd stack up with all the mighty men I've met and known in all the low And higher places that I've been Thinking of you picks me up when I'm feeling down I thank the Lord for making Abner Brown Lord take me back to the cotton land To Arkansas take me home again Let me be the boy that I once have been Let me walk that road to the cotton gin He's probably dead many years ago And gone the way that old drunks go But I'd still like to sit me down Talk to my old friend, Abner Brown Abner Brown, I wish I thank the Lord for making Abner Brown

Paint The Town Redneck

JOHN MICHAEL MONTGOMERY "What I Do The Best"
(Richard Fagan/Steve O'Brien) All week long I been workin' that nine to five Dreamin' in color but livin' in black and white Monday to Friday ain't nothing but shades of gray But tonight I'm gonna party All my blue collar blues away I'm a paint the town redneck when I get my paycheck You ought to see my Chevy van go Headin' for the bright lights, I'll be painting all night I'm a honky tonkin' Michelangelo Picasso with a pool stick Too loose with a two step Rollin' till my green's all gone I'm a paint the town redneck Honey wanna come along We can get there early And draw us a pitcher of beer Do a little dancin' and make the blues disappear Brushin' up against each other in the neon light You can be my Mona Lisa and I'll make you smile tonight I'm a paint the town redneck when I get my paycheck You ought to see my Chevy van go Headin' for the bright lights, I'll be painting all night I'm a honky tonkin' Michelangelo Picasso with a pool stick Too loose with a two step Rollin' till my green's all gone I'm a paint the town redneck Honey wanna come along I'm a paint the town redneck Honey wanna come along

Brown Bag

AUDIO PUSH "Come As You Are"
[Verse 1:] Look, what's the difference between me and you? You talk the good rhyme It's the liberty, ahead of yo homies that could shine Instead of comparing yo self to the next On the last made checks you should grind Bitch yo whole legacy up and remember the good times I'm just saying Where I'm from, I've escalated from nowhere Coming up off of issues of to be of an instant 21 It's so rare, make cop cars, they don't care Even the red tapers with no chairs Twisting Lil Wayne when niggas obeying and twisting they game No fair, don't go there Known for speaking on my views, Can't stop us moving beside you You about games, the ways of the game before I was able to tie shoes This my crew, not wise to We'll find tools and ride through Think you could roll? Yo ankle be broke From walkin a day up in my shoes You need to up your fitness My childhood was a sickness As a kid coming up never got what was on the wish list They call and tell me be careful who you gots seeing yo business 'Cus as soon as it get hot from the ones that's being witness But I made it out – that's the reason why I don't sound mad I thank the Lord for all the flaws that my sound has So much paper, I had to put it in the ground Stashin now I'm reminiscin Drinkin liquor out this brown bag [Hook:] Homicide, suicide A second to see if you do or die, gotta ride Nothing but memories on my mind, if I get fried Too many reasons for me to cry I take a sip out the bottle in this brown bag Brown bag, brown bag Brown bag, brown bag Brown bag, brown bag Brown bag [Verse 2:] I wanna show love but I don't think I know how to Pregnancy and matrimony, I've lost all of it's value Make up to make up for everything that they lack 'Cus women got so much package that I think it's hurtin they back So you can bring yo dreams, I'm gonna bring my pain And we gon keep on drinking til we do not feel a thing And I feel it once again, the pain, so vivid But there's way more to life than watching other people live it So I'll never be great to hunt 'cus I came from it It hurts so bad and it feels so good That's the pain, numb it The fastest way to get your attention is to not want it And now that I don't you be gon shot Now that hurts, don't it? So it goes one shot, two shots, three shots then four The phone calls and blown texts, they'll even do you more Then success to rough sex, I'm talkin about all for ya'll My heart hurts cause it's so involved Blaw, that's another [Hook:] Homicide, suicide A second to see if you do or die, gotta ride Nothing but memories on my mind, if I get fried Too many reasons for me to cry I take a sip out the bottle in this brown bag Brown bag, brown bag Brown bag, brown bag Brown bag, brown bag Brown bag

Home Town

JOE JACKSON "Big World"
Of all the stupid things I could have thought This was the worst I started to believe That I was born at seventeen And all the stupid things The letters and the broken verse Stayed hidden at the bottom of the drawer They'd always been And now I plough through piles Of bills, receipts and credit cards And tickets and the Daily News And sometimes I just . . . Wanna go back to my home town Though I know it'll never be the same Back to my home town 'Cause it's been so long And I'm wondering if it's still there We think we're pretty smart Us city slickers get around And when the going's rough We kill the pain and relocate We're never married Never faithful not to any town But we never leave the past behind We just accumulate So sometimes when the music stops I seem to hear a distant sound Of waves and seagulls Football crowds and church bells And I . . . Wanna go back to my home town Though I know it'll never be the same Back to my home town 'Cause it's been so long And I'm wondering if it's still there Back to my home town Though I know it'll never be the same Back to my home town 'Cause it's been so long And I'm wondering if it's still there

Long Day

JASON DERULO
[Chorus:] Its been a long day, just got out of work Me no in the curbz, hit that bottle clip off its ajurned Its been a long day, just got out of court Me so tired of these kids, don't wanna see them drugs no more Its been a long day, got back from the store Went back to the courts and saw some notices on my door Its been a long day, sooo long sooo hard [Verse 1:] Its so harddd, tryna make it in the streets Gotta sell a lot of (lot of) sell my bitch for third cheed And I know, papa got dia-betes so I must watch wat I eat Cause I know wats commin for me In this worldd, friends are few and far between They ma say they got your back, wont take a collect call from me But when I found out, and I get the ballin That might get the callin now its like we all friends But when im down, and I get the falling No one there to pick me up no one to build my coffin No mamma don't cry about it, no papa dont cry about it No brotha don't cry about it, you know u ganna be alright without me Cause you know that im in a better place Where theres no more pain and theres no more longg day [Chorus:] Its been a long day, just got out of work Me no in the curbz, hit that bottle clip off its ajurned Its been a long day, just got out of court Me so tired of these kids, don't wanna see them drugs no more Its been a long day, got back from the store Went back to the courts and saw some notices on my door Its been a long day, sooo long sooo hard [Verse 2:] Yeah ! Wat happend to the good days I never get to see em I blame it on the president I wouldnt wanna be em We livin in the country were we fighting for our freedom The government mislead em and looks can be deceiving The keep on feeding u the lies got u livin in a cell U looking so suprised homie who u gonna tell? Go spread the word and come and join the revelution I tell em real clear, in high resolution Say good buy to the dollar hello to the amero And u been working hard to pull ur car like a tero Never seen a man in a mercedes drive Till they raised the gas prices up to four eighty five And its more than he can afford, fire honda accord Sittin prayin to the lord, sick of being ignored Its been a long day, a super long year So me super showman a super soft YEA [Chorus:] Its been a long day, just got out of work Me no in the curbz, hit that bottle clip off its ajurned Its been a long day, just got out of court Me so tired of these kids, don't wanna see them drugs no more Its been a long day, got back from the store Went back to the courts and saw some notices on my door Its been a long day, sooo long sooo hard [Verse 3:] Me no wanna sell drugs me no wanna go back Been doing so good and me no wanna go back Me no wanna start drinking me no wanna go back Been doing so good and me no wanna go back She don't wanna go strip no she don't wanna go back She been doing so good and she don't wanna go back Me no wanna go to prison me no wanna go back Been doing so good and me no wanna go back He no woman ima waste and he don't wanna go back He been doing so good and he no wanna go back He no wanna go to war no he don't wanna do that He just came back from iraq and he don't wanna go back [Chorus:] Its been a long day, just got out of work Me no in the curbz, hit that bottle clip off its ajurned Its been a long day, just got out of court Me so tired of these kids, don't wanna see them drugs no more Its been a long day, got back from the store Went back to the courts and saw some notices on my door Its been a long day, sooo long sooo hard

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