Breaking Down The Henhouse Hans Theessink

I've got a sugar babe 'cross the river Big black river's deep and wide Some day soon I'll go and see her 'Way over on the other side I've got a sugar babe down the highway Takes a travel of a

New Orleans Hans Theessink

Sixty-one out of Baton Rouge Down Louisian' Heading for the gulf of Mexico Sun is beating, ain't no breeze Spanish moss from big old trees Listening to the cajun1 radio Going down on the Mississippi

Mississippi Hans Theessink

Starting out of Memphis, highway 61 Traces of the places where the blues began Sun is blazing, horizon far Echoes of a national steel guitar Down in Mississippi Down in Mississippi Down in Mississippi

Six Strings Down Hans Theessink

Alpine valley In the middle of the night Six strings down On the heaven-bound flight Got a pick, a strap, guitar on his back Ain’t gonna cut the angels no slack Heaven done called Another blues-stringer

Sail On Hans Theessink

what I have in store I will sail on, I won't lie down I will sail on, I won't lie down My love is waiting on the other shore I will sail on, I won't lie down From the Arizona desert I bring you

Rock The Boat Hans Theessink

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 tell me that the

Paint The Town Hans Theessink

Work is almost done Weekend coming on We can stay at home Kick off our shoes Or take a cab downtown Let our hair down Party all night long Like we used to do Tonight, tonight Bright city light

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

Blind Willie Hans Theessink

a blind man Didn't have no eyesight, power in his hands Beatup Stella, big 12-string guitar Beatup Stella, big 12-string guitar Hot shot Willie, one-man orchestra Pocketknife, slidin' up 'n down

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

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

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

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

Hard Road Blues Hans Theessink

Grab my suitcase, take up on the road Grab my suitcase, take up on the road I'm going away, where I've never been before Moon going down, sun rising in the east Moon going down, sun rising in the

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

Storm Warning Hans Theessink

Can't hear no sound, everything seems quiet Bad moon, fills up the sky Big black cloud, moving in from the east Not a ripple on the water Nothing happening down here Storm warnin', bad weather

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

Will The Circle Be Unbroken Hans Theessink

I was standing by my window On a cold and cloudy day When I saw that hearse come rollin' Mama as she went along her way Will the circle be unbroken Bye 'n bye, bye 'n bye There's a better home

Hunted Man Hans Theessink

I'm running, running, running Feet they hardly touch the ground Policedogs on my trail 'Cause I shot my woman down I caught my baby On a midnight creep Blew a bullet through her head Before

Death Letter Blues Hans Theessink

I received a letter, it was addressed in red I received a letter, it was addressed in red It said "Come on home daddy, your mama is dead" I went to the depot, caught the train a-flyin' I went to

Johnny & The Devil Hans Theessink

Johnny was a country boy Made his living 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

Going Home Hans Theessink

The music’s over and the crowd is gone We really rocked the joint tonight Get on the bus, head for the road Watch out for those highway signs Got a woman waiting down the line At the brighter side

Titanic Hans Theessink

behaving foolishly We talked to a gentleman that we'd met earlier on He introduced us to his wife, he introduced us to his son Then the captain said that the lifeboats could not be lowered down I

Power Of Love Hans Theessink

Let's talk about love 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

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

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

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

Cajun Boogie Hans Theessink

Come on baby come along with me Down to the bayou1 country To the swamplands where the cajuns2 go Do the zydeco3 Alligator jumps around Wags his tail to the squeeze-box sound There's a fish-fry

Louisiana Man Hans Theessink

had to carry a load Papa left when I was just about four Mama died, didn't want to live no more Louisian', Louisian' Lord have mercy Mercy on a Louisiana man I heard Blind Lemon singing in the

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

The Planet Hans Theessink

Hard times behind us Hard times ahead It's a miracle we're still living It's a wonder we ain't dead I read it in the paper Heard it on the news This old world's in trouble People, we're all chased

Roll With The Punches Hans Theessink

When you're down on luck, trouble's all you see Choice between the devil, and the deep blue sea Gotta be a way out, don't get uptight At the end of a long black tunnel, gotta be a light Ain't no

Man With A Broken Heart Hans Theessink

Evening sun is sinking low My thoughts unclear, 'cause I don't know Where we went wrong, what made you want to part The house we used to call our home Feels cold and empty, now you're gone All you

Midnight Special Hans Theessink

Get up early in the morning, hear the toll bell ring 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

Dough Roller Blues Hans Theessink

Yes I rolled and I tumbled, cried the whole night long Yes I rose this morning, didn't know right from wrong Have you ever woke up, your dough-roller gone Then you wring your hands, cry all day

Love Sweet Love (Version 2) Hans Theessink

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 I like the

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

Mandolin Man Hans Theessink

Sounds from the southland from bygone years Sweetest music that ever touched my ears When I heard sleepy John Estes sing First time I heard yank’s mandolin Played with Hammie Nixon and Sleepy John

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

Love Sweet Love (Version 1) Hans Theessink

love, love sweet love I don't need your TV-set Don't need your frigidaire I don't need your champagne 'n wine But when I call, honey please be there, to give me love, love sweet love I like the

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

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

Run The Human Race Hans Theessink

We gotta run the human race Everybody must take part Win some or lose some And always listen to your heart There's just one earth, just one sky We all gotta live here, 'til the day we die 'Til

Train Hans Theessink

this poor boy back home again Keep them wheels a-rolling, keep a steady time Keep them wheels a-rolling, keep a steady time Keep them wheels a-rolling, keep a steady time Got to see my honey babe down

Charly Stone Hans Theessink

If you go down to South Rampart Street There's a man down there you'll likely meet: Charly Stone, playing his slide-trombone Little children dance around Dance to his happy sound Charly Stone,

Lonely Days & Lonely Nights Hans Theessink

be crying You just wait and see Someone will hurt you like you're hurting me You've been messing with my heart Now you're tearing me apart You've been twisting me around Put me up and put me down

Grinning In Your face Hans Theessink

No matter how you're trying to live They will talk about you still Don't you mind people grinning in your face Don't you mind people grinning in your face They'll jump you up and they jump you down

Going To Brownsville Hans Theessink

Well I'm goin' down to Brownsville Find me that right hand road Lord I ain't gonna stop walkin' 'Till I find sweet mama's door Well that girl that I love She got long black curly hair 'N her

The Cuckoo Hans Theessink

Well the cuckoo she's a pretty bird And she wobbles as she flies But the cuckoo never wobbles Till the sixth day of July Jack o'Diamonds, Jack o'Diamonds Well I know you from old You've robbed

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