It's the Booker-man, y'all. Can you dig it. Yeah, yeah, that's it man. Can you dig it. That's what I'm talkin' about. Can you dig it. Can you dig it, sucka.
All right people, the rest of the hard working. All star blues brothers are gonna be out here in a minute. Including my little brother Jake. But right now, I'd like to talk a little bit about thi.
Groovin', on a Sunday afternoon. Really couldn't get away too soon. . I can't imagine anything that's better. The world is ours whenever we're together.
(Do-do-do). I'm comin' home, baby, now. (Do-do-do-do-do-do). I'm comin' home now, right away. (Do-do-do). I'm comin' home, baby, now. (Do-do-do-do-do-do).
I never met a girl who makes me feel the way that you do. (it's alright). Whenever I'm asked who makes my dreams real. I say that you do. (you're outta sight).
I make my living off the Evening News. Just give me somethin', somethin' I can use. People love it when you lose, they love dirty laundry. . Well, I could've been an actor but I wound up here.
Yeah, I want somebody to hold my hand. Somebody to love me and understand. I want a woman (woman). I want a lover (a lover). I want a friend (a woman, a lover, a friend).
Have mercy. Have mercy baby. Have mercy. Have mercy on me. . Well I went to see a gypsy. And had my fortune read. She said Don, your baby's gonna leave you.
And I followed her to the station. With her suitcase in my hand. Woh I followed her to the station. With her suitcase in my hand. . You know it's hard to tell, it's hard to tell.
No rocket's gonna fly that high. There's no escaping the enemy he's you and I. We poison up our water, we're chokin' on the air. Last stop before it gets too late or is it already too late?.
I don't care much about cocaine. And you'll never see me jumpin' out no airplane. Wine and whisky don't give me no thrill. And I don't care nothin' about those nasty little pills.
My baby she wrote me a letter. She didn't call me on the phone. Five little words was all she wrote. See ya later I'm gone. . She had no explanation. About why she had to go.
You've got to give a little, take a little. And let your poor heart break a little. That's the story of, that's the glory of love. . You've got to laugh a little, cry a little.
Heavenly Father, up above, have mercy on me. After seven years of bad, bad luck I finally got free. I don't mean to seem ungrateful, you answered my prayer.
Woke up this mornin', wrong side of the bed. Had a heavenly night, you know, I'm feelin' it in my head. Lord have mercy, and the day ain't even begun.
When I die. I won't be gone. I'll be living. In the everlasting. . And while I'm here. I hope that I can find. The answers to the question. Life keeps asking.
I was down for so long. Everything I did was wrong. And I found fault. In everyone but me. . I was hurt and alone. I could not find my way home. Broke-down and hungry.
It ain't you. No it ain't me. That's not the way. Love's supposed to be. . And it's just no good. No it ain't right. For you to be sitting all alone. Crying every night.
Remember when we first met. I was so excited just to get. To know you, to know you. . I was just a little bit shy. God willing I was ready to try. To show you, to try to show you.