Serve me right to suffer
Serve me right to be alone
Hey to be alone
Lawd serve me right to suffer
Oh serve me right to be alone
Hey to be alone
Ya know I’m still livin’ with a memory
Of the days that’s passed and gone
The days that’s passed and gone
Everytime I see a woman
Hey hey it make me think of mine
Ohhhhh everytime I see a woman
Oh it make me think of mine
Make me think of mine
But the way she treat me
Lawd I just can’t keep from cryin’
Aw can’t keep from cryin’
Serve me right to suffer
Serve me right to be alone
When I get home in the evenin’
Hey hey my woman would be gone
Yes she would be gone
Ohhhhh when I get home in the evenin’
Uhmmmmmm my old lady would be gone
Oh she would be gone
When I get up in the mornin’
Her lights would just be coming home
Just be coming home
Ohhhh serve me right to suffer
Hey hey serve me right to be alone
Serve me right to be alone
Mmmm serve me right to suffer
Oh oh serve me right to be alone
Yes to be alone
Cause I’m still livin’ with a memory
Of the days that’s passed and gone
The days that’s passed and gone

I can’t say girl,
It’s so hard to show, oh baby
I can’t say girl,
It’s so hard to show, ohhhhhh
Well if I die baby, if you know, if you know
You keep saying you need all of me
But that’s one thing baby that can never be, hey
I can’t say it’s so hard to show, ohhh
If I die baby, if you know
I will love you baby ‘til the break of day
But you will never keep me
If I don’t want to say
Hey, hey, it’s so hard to show, ohhhh
Well if you die, baby, if you know, if you know
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Just like I love you, baby
Gonna love somebody else
I can’t make it with you gal
If you can’t make it with yourself
I can’t say girl, it’s so hard to show
So hard to show, yeah
If you’re dying baby, I’ll help you know, ohhhh
I can’t say girl, it’s so hard to know
So hard to know, so hard to know
I can’t say girl, it’s so hard to know, ohhhhh
Well if you’re flying, baby if you know

Have you heard of the good love
Do it and you better not tell, no no
I’d take a thousand trips for the givin’ the good love
Woman says she love me
And that she don’t understand
Gotta give all you got
To a good loving man
Let me feel you baby
Try to touch my soul, yeah
Got to give me the good love
Give my life and let it be, yeah
You’re gonna lose yourself
Out the help of the good love
Baby, say you’re groovin’
Come on and groove some with me
Understand your life
That’s the way things must be
I don’t want to wreck nobody’s soul
I just want to rock and roll, yeah, yeah, yeah
Rock and roll, man
It’s alright, man
Oh, oh, oh

Slippin’ and a slidin’, peepin’ and a hidin’
Been told a long time ago
Slippin’ and a slidin’, peepin’ and a hidin’
Been told a long time ago
I’ve been told, baby, you’ll be gone
I won’t be your fool no more
Oh, you’re connivin’, nothin’ but a jiver
Done got hip to your jive
Oh, you’re connivin’, nothin’ but a jiver
Done got hip to your jive
Slippin’ and a slidin’, peepin’ and a hidin’
I won’t be your fool no more
Oh, my Linda, she’s solid sender
You know you better surrender
Oh, my Linda, she’s solid sender
You know you better surrender
Slippin’ and a slidin’, peepin’ and a hidin’
I won’t be your fool no more
Slippin’ and a slidin’, peepin’ and a hidin’
Been told a long time ago
Slippin’ and a slidin’, peepin’ and a hidin’
Been told a long time ago
I’ve been told, baby, you’ll be gone
I won’t be your fool no more

Oh, oh, oh Miss Ann
You done something no one can
I’ve heard, yeah, yeah, yeah Miss Ann
No you done something no one can
Oh believin’ and deceivin’
Drivin’ me to grievin’ now
I wanna hear-ear-ear Miss Ann
I wanna hear her call my name
I wanna hear Miss Ann
I wanna hear her call my name
Cause she can’t call it loud
She call it so sweet and plain
You know I told Miss Ann once
You know I told Miss Ann twice
Oh I told Miss Ann once
And I told Miss Ann twice
When I’m with you Miss Ann
I’m living in paradise
If you think I’m gonna let her be free
How wrong can this hand be
But if you think I’m gonna let her be free
How wrong can this hand be
Cause I love you Miss Ann
And that’s the way it’s going to be

Deep down Louisiana close to New Orleans,
Way back up in the woods among the evergreens
There stood a log cabin made of earth and wood,
Where lived a country boy
Name of Johnny B. Goode
He never ever learned to read or write so well,
But he could play the guitar like ringing a bell.
Go go
Go Johnny Go go
Go go
Johnny B. Goode
He use to carry his guitar in a gunny sack
And sit beneath the trees by the railroad track.
Oh, the engineers used to see him sitting in the shade,
Playing to the rhythm that the drivers made.
People passing by would stop and say
Oh my that little country boy could play
Go go
Go Johnny go go
Go go
Johnny B. Goode
His mama told him someday he would be a man,
And he would be the leader of a rock and roll band.
Many people coming from miles around
To hear him play his music when the sun go down
Maybe someday his name would be in lights
Saying Johnny B. Goode tonight.
Go go
Go Johnny go go
Go go
Johnny B. Goode

Oh God said to Abraham, “Kill me a son”
Abe says, “Man, you must be puttin’ me on”
God say, “No.”
Abe say, “What?”
God say, “You can do what you want Abe, but now
The next time you see me comin’ you better run”
Well Abe says, “Where do you want this killin’ done?”
God says, “Out on Highway 61.”
Well Georgia Sam he had a bloody nose
Welfare Department they wouldn’t give him no clothes
He asked poor Howard where can I go
Howard said there’s only one place I know
Sam said tell me quick man
I got to run
0l’ Howard just pointed with his gun
And said that way down on Highway 61.
Well Mack the Finger said to Louie the King
I got forty red white and blue shoe strings
And a thousand telephones that don’t ring
Do you know where I can get rid of these things
And Louie the King said let me think for a minute son
And he said yes I think it can be easily done
Just take everything down to Highway 61.
Now the fifth daughter on the twelfth night
Told the first father that things weren’t right
My complexion she said is much too white
He said come here and step
Into the light he says hmm you’re right
Let me tell the second mother this has been done
But the second mother was with the seventh son
And they were both out on Highway 61.
Now the rovin’ gambler he was very bored
He was tryin’ to create a next world war
He found a promoter who nearly fell off the floor
He said I never engaged in this kind of thing before
But yes I think it can be very easily done
We’ll just put some bleachers out in the sun
And have it on Highway 61.

(Ha ha ha)
Well, I’m going to the city
Just to see what I can find
Got to get me somebody
I got the same thing on my mind
Got the same thing on my mind
Oh yeah, I do
I ain’t tired, no I ain’t hungry
But I’m horny as I can be
Been a long time comin’ baby
Better come get some of me
Better come get some of me, yeah
No I can’t stay in the East, man
And I sure don’t like the West
I can’t stand the North and South boys
But I sure love all the West
No I’m on the West
Yeah, I dig it man
I got women in California
Man, in New York and between
It’s a fulltime operation
Trying to keep my business clean
Trying to keep my business clean now
I’m about to get straight folks
I’m workin’ on it now

You know I hustled down in Texas, went to Chicago too.
Well! hustled down in Texas, went to Chicago too.
You know wouldn’t nobody let me do what I want to do.
You know I travel ‘round in Georgia
I made the southern scene.
I traveled ‘round in Georgia
I made the southern scene.
Just trying to find somebody, a friend who’s deal was clean.
Use me for your fool. sign on the dotted line.
Don’t ask questions,stupid,
Cause your southern can is mine.
Hustled down in Texas, went to Chicago too.
Wouldn’t nobody let me do what I want to do.
Ahhh baby, don’t try jiving me no more
Ahhh baby baby, don’t try jiving no more
Cause I’m hip to your jiving, down the road I go
Listen to me people. Try to understand.
Can’t get good from evil, so do the best you can.
I want to tell you people. Please try to understand.
You know you can’t get good from evil
So do the best you can.
You know I hustled down in Texas, went to Chicago too.
Yeah! hustled down in Texas, went to Chicago too.
Wouldn’t nobody let me do what I want to do.

People may laugh but that don’t bother me
People may laugh but that don’t bother me
(Don’t bother me)
I’m making lots of money baby
I’m happy as I can be
I can’t holler mercy, that don’t mean a thing
I can’t holler mercy, that don’t mean a thing
(Mean a thing)
The world’s all sinning
That’s why I love to sing, love to sing
If I ain’t drunk it’s only because I’m high
Yeah if I ain’t drunk it’s only because I’m high
(Because I’m high)
I couldn’t find you, I’m everyday at the sky
Well, I may be crazy
But man at least I’m cool
I may be crazy but man at least I’m cool
(At least I’m cool)
I may be all out of luck but I ain’t nobody’s fool

Don’t believe a word you said
I can’t stand the way you do
Lordy, Lord I’ll wait
Comin’ home to you
Lord at first I’d rather
Sit and listen to you
Going down
Stayed out last night
And the night before
I done changed the lock
Woman on my door
Well Lord at first I’d rather
Sit, listen to you
Well, it’s lies that’s all
Yeah
Done bought me a ticket
The trunk’s already gone
Lord don’t bother
Ain’t gonna be here long
Lord first I’d rather
This be the last of you-all
Goin’ down
Ohhh, ohhh