Down Home Country Blue’s

Album: A: Enlightenment B: Endarkenment (Hint: There Is No C)

 

Down Home Country Blue’s

 

 

Sugar’s got some sweetness to it, as do my baby’s lips

And when she hears some ol’ Howlin Wolf she’s got to move her hips

Now she ain’t much for the bluegrass fiddle, she likes that bottleneck slide

A little kick with a lot of bottom and let the resonator take the ride

 

So listen up, lookie here, I’m talking’ bout them country blues,

 

Now you take some Black Diamond strings on a J45

You hit them chords and get that thump, you downright sanctified

Or you can take a lipstick pickup, play it through a Fender Tweed

Oh it’s sweet …so goddamn sweet when it squeals, squalls and bleeds

 

So listen up, lookie here, I’m talking’ bout them country blues,

Them down home country blues

 

You know I’m strong for the union and the rank and file

And I talk with a southern drawl and I still say honey child

Now I’m partial to old hooker’s singing “Crawling King Snake”

And I can say that Muddy Waters is as deep as William Blake

 

So listen up, lookie here, I’m talking ’bout them country blues,

Them down home country blues

Ahh, listen up, lookie here, I’m talking ‘bout them country blues

Them down home country blues

 

RWH: vocal, Gibson J45
Jeff­ Plankenhorn: dobro
Derick O’Brian: electric guitar
Rick Richards: drums
George Reiff­: bass
Bukka Allen: keyboards

 

 

Written by Ray Wylie Hubbard ©

Published by Snake Farm Publishing (SESAC)

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