(Spoken:) Lord have mercy, got to tell it, tell it just like it
is, ev’ry word.Yeah! I was living in St. LouisIn the year of
nineteen fifty fiveMama didn’t have no great mansion,Just a
little old country dive.Papa worked all week long,Try’n?to keep
us six kids alive.So I hitch hiked to ChicagoJust to hear Muddy
Waters playI sat and listened to him singUntil the early hours
of dayI asked him what I could do to make itAnd it was he who
showed me the wayI went back home and wrote a songAnd made a
record I could claimThe little tune jumped on the chartsAnd rode
me right on up to fameIt netted over ten thousand dollarsAnd
added glory to my nameI was standing at the airportWith my
guitar in my handAnd a first class ticketDestination movie landI
will be in Hollywood, MamaBefore the roosters crow againWhen I
first started playing musicOver sixteen years agoEvery big town
in the countryFrom St. Francisco to BaltimoreTrying to bring
some happy hoursDoing the only thing I knowCan’t help it, but I
love itStand here, sing to youBrings back so many memoriesMany
things we used to do‘Till I see you here againTake care, good
luck to you
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