House of the Blues
Album - 1959 - Debaser id 120669

Sugar mama, sugar mama, sugar mama please come back to me
Sugar mama, sugar mama, sugar mama please come back to me
Bring me my granulated sugar1, sugar mama, and try to ease my misery

You've got this new grade of sugar, sugar mama, an you done made me love it too
You've got this new grade of sugar, sugar mama, an you done made me love it too
You've got this granulated sugar, sugar mama, ain't nobody else got, but you

They been braggin' 'bout your sugar, sugar mama, been braggin' all over town
They been braggin' 'bout your sugar, sugar mama, braggin' all over town
Now, the bootleggers2 want you to sell 'em enough to make whiskey,
but you won't sell 'em about four or five pounds

I like my coffee sweet in the mornin', you know, an I'm crazy 'bout my tea at night
I like my coffee sweet in the mornin', you know, an I'm crazy 'bout my tea at night
Don't get my sugar three times a day, oh, Lord, then I don't feel right

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Down at the Landing (02:56)

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John Lee Hooker • House of the Blues

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Louise (03:06)

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John Lee Hooker • House of the Blues

Louise, you the sweetest gal I know
Louise, you the sweetest gal I know
Yeah, you made me walk from Chicago, baby,
Down to the Gulf of Mexico

Now, look a-here, Louise
Now, what you tryin' to do?
You tryin' to make me love you
And you love some other man too

Whoa Louise, baby that will never do
Yeah, you know you can't love Big Bill, baby
And love some other man too

Louise, I believe
Somebody been fishin' in my pond
They been catchin' all my perches
Grinding up the bone

Whoa Louise, baby why don't you hurry home?
Yeah you know, you know, Louise,
I ain't had no lovin', not since you been gone

Louise, you know you got ways
Like a rattlesnake and a squirrel
Now, when you start the lovin'
I declare, it's out of this world

Whoa Louise, baby, why don't you hurry home?
Yes, I ain't had no lovin' baby
Not since my Louise been gone

Louise, the big boat's up the river
Now she's on a bag of sand
Now she don't strike deep water
I declare she'll never land

Whoa Louise, baby why don't you hurry home?
Yeah you know, you know Louise
I ain't had no lovin', not since you been gone.

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