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You Can’t lose Nothin’ By Tryin’ (Low F harp, 2nd pos)
Before you try my woman, there’s a couple of things you got to know
She was the cutest little thing ever seen drinkin’ single brown rum
You could lose your mind, you could lose your soul, you could even lose your money…
But don’t worry; you can’t lose nothin’ by tryin’
I remember the summer we spent in that small dark warm room
She used to leave me in the morning and come back to me in the afternoon
When I ran out of time she ran out of rum, and then we both ran out of money…
But don’t worry, you can’t lose nothin’ by tryin’
I had a warm, warm feeling every time I saw her lying in my bed
The warmth became suffocation, and the bed began to trap us like a snare
With her jealous ways and her ”daddy, just one minute” , ok, she never asked for money…
But don’t worry, you can’t lose nothin’ by tryin’
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Down For So Long
04:55
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Down For So Long (Bb harp, 3rd pos)
Ice can burn your skin like fire, don’t you know?
Like the gentle kiss you gave me after putting me down
By the time I caught the meaning you were gone
And I couldn’t tell you that I was freezing, couldn’t tell you that I was freezing
I’ve been standing; I’ve been coming down for so long
I’ve been a fool but I just can’t get enough.
(I’ve) tried so hard to blame it on the man I used to be
Sho’nuff ain’t good, but it sure don’t mean a thing
Someone told me last night I looked like a bear trapped in a cage
I said I’d rather be a worm in my own hole; yeah I’d rather be a worm in my own hole
I’ve been standing; I’ve been coming down for so long
I’ve been a fool but I just can’t get enough.
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Somethin'
04:52
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Somethin’ (A harp, 2nd pos)
When I first saw you, baby, you were leaning on the bar, I was playing some boogie and my harp did block
Cause I knew you had somethin’
I knew you had somethin’
You had something, baby, I thought I could never have
I couldn’t even talk, I couldn’t even sing, I got tangled with the cable and I spilled my drink
and I knew you had somethin’
I knew you had somethin’
You had something, baby, I thought I could never have
Somethin’, in your walkin’
Somethin’ in your talkin’
Somethin’ in your drinkin’
Somethin’ in your cheatin’
Something, baby, I thought I could never have
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Don't Ask The Elm
04:11
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Don’t Ask The Elm
You can´t ask the guitarist to turn it down
You can´t ask a woman for the truth
You can’t cheat your mother with a single lie
You can’t ask for mercy on a Saturday night
You can’t catch a cat on a hot tin roof
You can’t ask the elm for pears
You can’t ask the barman to keep you dry
And you can’t keep nothing but what you can grab
No, you can’t keep nothing but what you can grab
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Voodoo Girl
05:18
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Voodoo Girl (A harp, 4th pos)
Lyrics by Tim Burton
Her skin is white cloth
And she´s all sewn apart
And she has many colored pins
Stiking out of her heart
She has a beautiful set
Of hypno disk eyes,
The ones that she uses
To hypnotize guys
She has many different zombies
Who are deeply in her trance
She even has a zombie
Who was originally from France
But she knows she has a curse on her
A curse she cannot win
For if someone gets too close to her
The pins stick farther in.
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A Matter Of Taste
05:38
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A Matter Of Taste (Bb harp, 2nd pos)
I had a walk through your neighbourhood the other night
I looked up at your window, but you had turned off your light
I knew I got to talk to you but I might lose my mind
Cause you got the main thing, and I´ve got a lot of time to waste
You got the main thing, though it might just be a matter of taste
Long time since I learned to put up with your tears
There’s a time for the tears and a time to decide to be realistic
I feel so tired, you´d better leave me by myself
Cause you got the main thing, and I´ve got a lot of time to waste
You got the main thing, though it might just be a matter of taste
I´ve never hurt your feelings, so please don´t kneel down on the
floor
You ain´t got no feelings to hurt and this floor’s your second home
Don´t you think I still remember well those scenes you used to make
And the way you behave like you were the rule’s exception
But maybe thinkin’ aloud I should have let you down so you’d care for yourself and I’d leave this town
You got the main thing, and I got a lot of time to waste
You got the main thing, though it might just be a matter of taste
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Not Even Blues
03:43
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Not Even Blues (A harp, 2nd pos)
I got a pistol, under my pillow
Got a pistol, under my pillow
My pillow’s got a pistol under it, but I ain’t got no woman to shoot
I got a bible, on my table
I got a bible, on my table
My table’s got a bible on it, but I ain’t got no reason to pray
I got a voodoo candle, they say it could show me my way
I had a sweet black woman, but now I can’t even say I miss her
Got a harp, in my pocket
Got a harp, in my pocket
My pocket’s got a harp in it, but I ain’t got no feelings to blow
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Mamzelle Clevot
06:47
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(Low F harp, 3rd pos)
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It Might Rain
02:41
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It Might Rain
Goin´ down the avenue, and I feel as low down as I can
Can´t find my neighbourhood, and I´m just getting out of breath
If I only had someone to care for me and take me out of this mess
There´s no use to complain, there's no use to complain...
Cause it might be worse, it might be worse…
It might rain
Can´t stand more drinkin´, cause I´m almost goin´ insane
Gonna lay my head somewhere and just wait for the day to break
Got the neon lights and the taxicabs, they could take me back again
There´s no use to complain, there's no use to complain...
Cause it might be worse, it might be worse…
It might rain
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Dream Last Night
03:55
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Dream Last Night (A harp, 1st pos)
In the dream I had last night you were walking by the seaside
You were all dressed in white, and the moon lit up your hair
I should have known that we never meant the same things
But in the dream I had last night, that didn’t mean a thing to me
In the dream I had last night September led us back to springtime
The summer rain was sweet and warm and the money flowed like a river
I heard your whisper and it didn’t sound like a moan to me
Cause in the dream I had last night, all sounds were what they seemed to be
In the dream I had last night things they never turned ironic
You laughing at my witty speech as I down my third gin & tonic
I saw you leaving and I didn’t fear you could not come back
It was a dream I had last night.
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Pablo Almaraz Bilbao, Spain
Harmonica player, singer and songwriter from Bilbao, Spain. Bandleader in his own proyects (Basin Street Cafe, Voodoo Santos, Underdogs), sideman and session player with James Room, Edu Basterra, Lomoken Hoboken, Dead Bronco and many others.
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