Rio Grande Mud
Album - 4 aprile 1972 - Debaser id 47253

Got a girl, her name's Francine,
finest thing you ever seen.
And I love her, she's all that I want.
And I need her, she's all that I need.

Well, Francine, oh Francis, why
do you love me and make me cry?
How I love her, she's all that I want.
How I need her, she's all that I need.

If I ever caught her with Stevie P
I'd throw her back in the Penitentiary, now.
And if I caught her with my mother's son
I'll call her daddy and get my gun.

My Fancine just turned thirteen,
she's my angelic teenage queen.
And I love her, she's all that I want.
And I need her, she's all that I need.
And I love her, she's all that I want.
And I need her, she's all that I need.
And I love her, she's all that I want.
And I need her, she's all that I need.

I just got paid today,
got me a pocket full of change.
Said, I just got paid today,
got me a pocket full of change.
If you believe like workin' hard all day,
just step in my shoes and take my pay.

I was born my papa's son,
when I hit the ground I was on the run.
I had one glad hand and the other behind.
You can have yours, just give me mine.
When the hound dog barkin' in the black of the night,
stick my hand in my pocket, everything's all right.

I just got paid today,
got me a pocket full of change.
Said, black sheep, black, do you got some wool?
Yes, I do, man, my bag is full.
It's the root of evil and you know the rest
but it's way ahead of what's second best.

You know I'm wild about you, baby,
been keepin' me from my sleep at night.
You know I'm hung up on you, little doll,
you just don't treat your daddy right.

You know you crazy when you get drunks, you be talkin' all out your head.
You're acting mighty strange about me, sayin' those things you said.
I'm just wild about you, baby,
been keepin' me from my sleeps at night.
You know I'm hung up on you, little darlin',
you just don't treat your daddy right, oh yeah.

D'ya know I came home last night and I looked down on the floor,
I saw a fine pair of alligators, somethin' I never had before.
But I'm wild about you, baby,
been keepin' me from my sleeps at night.
You know I'm hung up on you, little darlin',
you just don't treat your daddy right.

Said, now honey if you don't stop messin' round with me,
try'n to make me out a dumbbell, somethin' I ain't never gonna be.
I'm still wild about you, baby,
you been keepin' me from my sleeps at night.
You know I'm hung up on you, little doll,
but you just don't treat your daddy right.

In a flat Forty-One with my strat on the door
we was goin' to the country for what we came for.
I'm sure you've smelled the trees in the air.
The best of motor cruisin's just the joy to get there.

I was approachin' Silverton down by the cotton gin.
There was old man Berton trying to flag me in.
He asked if I would stay awhile and if I needed gas.
I said, "No thanks, anyhow I don't drive too fast."

Hallelujah, hallelujah,
ride my Chevrolet.
Hallelujah, hallelujah,
ride my Chevrolet.

I took the road down to Cinco
through that red Brazos River land,
done hit that freeway at sunset.
Now the big city lights are at hand.

Hallelujah, hallelujah,
ride my Chevrolet.
Hallelujah, hallelujah,
ride my Chevrolet.

- Billy Gibbons

No lyrics, instumental

No, baby, tell me why don't you?
Well, now, baby, tell me why don't you?
Aw, baby, tell me why don't you?

No, baby, now want to make me some?
Oh, now, baby, now want to make me some?
Aw, baby, now want to make me some?

No, baby, tell me why don't you?
Oh, now, baby, tell me why don't you
aw, make me some of your fine famous Bar-B-Q?

Rain fell this mornin', make me feel so bad
on account of my baby walked off with another man.
Like takin' eyesight from the blind man and money from the poor
that woman took my lovin' and walked on out that door.
And it sure got cold after the rain fell,
not from the sky, from my eye.

Somebody, can you tell me just what make a man feel this way?
Like river without its water, like night without a day.
And it sure 'nuff got cold after the rain fell,
not from the sky but from my eye.

If you're home early in the mornin' you hear that rain to fall,
with thunderbolts and lightning the wind begins to call.
Your worry's superficial 'cause you slept on through the night
but stormy weather keep you wond'rin' if ev'rything's all right.
And it sure 'nuff got cold after the rain fell,
not from the sky but from my eye,
not from the sky, from my eye.