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  • They keep raisin' sand about playing this chord
    He ain't hitting the B flat right
    I'm a make a hit
    If it's the last thing I do
    And I done come home to you
    And you done put your cold feet on me
    Get warm your feet, woman
    Hanging around the studio
    For three days in a row now
    Thinking nobody get a hit out of here
    But Sam and Dave
    Rufus Thomas or Carla Thomas
    Or Eddie Floyd
    They ain't the only ones
    Who know how to play the blues
    I can play the blues myself
    I'm gonna give every disc jockey
    The blues across the country
    If he don't dig this
    He got a hole in his soul
    Yeah, well
    Hey, ooh wee
    If you hear a little fuss
    It ain't nobody but us
  • They keep raisin' sand about playing this chord
    He ain't hitting the B flat right
    I'm a make a hit
    If it's the last thing I do
    And I done come home to you
    And you done put your cold feet on me
    Get warm your feet, woman
    Hanging around the studio
    For three days in a row now
    Thinking nobody get a hit out of here
    But Sam and Dave
    Rufus Thomas or Carla Thomas
    Or Eddie Floyd
    They ain't the only ones
    Who know how to play the blues
    I can play the blues myself
    I'm gonna give every disc jockey
    The blues across the country
    If he don't dig this
    He got a hole in his soul
    Yeah, well
    Hey, ooh wee
    If you hear a little fuss
    It ain't nobody but us